“I’m Jack Alexander. I’m a journalism major at the local college. I’ve got a job as a reporter for the college newspaper.”“Hello, Jack Ale...xander. I’m Dexter James.”“I know. I was wondering if I could interview you.”“Go right ahead,” Dexter said.“May I record it?”“Yes, you may,” Dexter said.“Thank you,” Jack said.“You’re quite welcome, Jack,” Dexter said.Jack asked, “Why are you out here rather than inside the courtroom?”“I’m out here because I couldn’t sit there and watch that tragedy unfold. Theres a tiny bathroom in the bk corner of the arcade with a toilet and sink. Walking bk there to it i pass a few pervs and of course they bbc so i was getting the head nods, lip licking, when im high id probably fuk a goldfish, but slutty sub bitches and fem trannys, cds and twinks i pass by a cd and a twink who were standing by the bk wall which was one way to get to the toilet on that bk wall r private booths no gloryhole and more space. I go in the toilet piss and decide to hit my pipe in. “I will have what you are having,” she said looking at me.“Better still, you order it, put it on my tab and come up to our room. We can sit out on the balcony,” said Chantel.“Lovely, I will be twenty minutes,” replied Emma.We went to the room and I unpacked the beach bag. I slipped the hotel robe on and started to sort out my nails. Chantel went in the shower. Not long after Emma arrived with a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket and glasses.“More supplies,” she said gleefully.“Come in,. “Renee? The kids would like to talk to you. I told them that you got beat up protecting them and you were sick, but that is all. You tell them anything else you want to. Here.”“Mick, please put it on speaker for me.”“It already is.”I laid the phone on the pillow next to her head.“Hi babies.”“Hi Mom! Are you OK?”“I feel really sore, Jill, and I have an infection. But the doctors are taking good care of me.”“When will you come to be with us?”“Well, Jill, I was going to come home today, but I got.