Miss Mostyn ‘Top up?’ asked Helga. Miss Sandra Mostyn shook herhead. ‘No ta,’ she said. ‘I’ve drunk enough tea today. You go ahead.’ ‘...Cheers, Sandra,’ Helga replied, topping up her cup of tea. Sandra sat back, sighing, her own cup of tea in her hands. ‘It’s been a long day,’ she said. ‘Tiring.’ Helga, a tall leggy blonde with a distinctly Nordic appearance, sat back and smiled. ‘You don’t know the half,’ she replied. She fished for a packet of cigarettes in her bag. ‘Smoke?’ Sandra shook her. All you need to do, if you want to keep the chance of going back to Inward Bound on the agenda, is just to be as cooperative as you can be. If we need you to tell our visitor that you're perfectly all right, and that there's no problem, then you will. OK? Now stand there." She gestures to her side. "Ah! Here is someone you know. Let's hear what she has to say..."I don't know if it is OK but I'm prepared to do as she says. Anything, to get out of the hands of the people here.Connie presses a. Someone once called women the instruments of the devil. Whoever he was, I think he was right. I smiled as I approached the thug and the hooker. The hooker rushed into my arms and hugged me before babbling tons of staccato-style words about the evil thug who came after her. She pointed a very accusatory finger toward him. The so-called thug was a tall, good-looking black man. Hot damn, this stud looked hot. I pushed the hooker away from me. She stared at me, dumbfounded. I smiled. So many women. ” Sam said, “Brian is 18 and you know him - hes VERY responsible. Besides, he needs to go check the college as well since he cant afford to go to an out of state university.”“Yeah hunnie, I know. I just worry is all” her mom said. “So its just going to be the four of you, right? No parties, no drinking, no shenanigans, promise?”“I SWEAR mom.” Sam said, “Were only going to be gone 2 nights, and you guys put those tracker apps on our phones just in case you get worried”“And you will ALWAYS have.