I told Red to get in the sleeper and stay quiet until I called her. I slowed down and when I saw it was a female, and that she wasn't a fatty, I pulle...d to a stop just past her. She trotted up to the cab and opened the door, asking for a ride."Hop in," I told her, "Where you headed?"She got in and gave me a once over then shut the door."Away from here," She said.I gave her a once over of my own, she was young, my guess was sixteen tops, and pretty. She had auburn hair, a little darker than. The lights from the candles on the dresser and night stands cast her body in a golden glow and brought out the red and amber highlights in her hair. Jack inhaled deeply then released the breath in a big gush of air.Ariel stared openly at Jack as he quickly undressed and laid on the bed beside her, pulling her close to him. She could feel his hard maleness throbbing against her hip as his hands moved over the heated flesh of her tummy, her muscles flinching at the gentle touch of his fingers.. Not that anyone would look at me and see. The driver was too wrapped up in driving to look anywhere but out the icy front windshield. Twenty minutes later, the only other passenger on the bus beside myself was Agnes Ahlberg, the one person on the route who lived farther away from the school than myself. As she always did, Agnes sat alone by the window, five rows from the back, on the opposite side of the bus.Agnes was peculiar. She wasn't pretty, but neither was she ugly. The truth was, Agnes. ? ?Sure it won?t,? the prettyblack bitch grinned down at me, ?cos I?m gonna send you away for a little bitof behaviour modification. Only thing is, for how long, eh, Dunger? Or should that be ?dungheap?, eh slut?? It was what I think iscalled a rhetorical question, one not requiring a response on my part, andanyway, even if I?d wanted to, this stunning blonde seated at a long bench infront of the judge was rising now and addressing the black bird. ?Madam Judge,? she said, ?myname?s Gloria.