My call to my parents wasn't quite as traumatic, but no easier for me. They loved Helen, accepting her as a daughter. They were deeply affected by the... news and again, I told them we would talk later when I had been able to collect my thoughts. My last call was to Thomas Thompson's home to inform him that my wife had passed away as a result of an accident and I wouldn't be at work for the foreseeable future. Fortunately, I got no argument from him. I wouldn't want to think about what I might. We speculated how long it would be before Vincent discovered he had been burgled.Sandy sat sipping her coke when Tom, in full uniform, came in and sat next to her. He started to say something. Sandy picked up our drinks and went over to a little two person table in the corner, waiting for me to pull the chair out. I was hoping that Tom wouldn't follow us to the table because I had seen Sandy in action when she was pissed. There was a point beyond which you couldn't trust Sandy to use common. Bill was irresponsible and Jack often had to cover Bill's part of the rentand bills. He always paid Jack back but it was just a pain and left Jackshort on money many times. Then there was Bill's habit of messing with orborrowing Jack's stuff without asking.Jack continued to think about what a pain Bill was as he made Mac & Cheesefor his dinner. Jack thought, 'Sometimes I think I should toss him out andfind a nice girl to move in with me. Maybe I can convince Janet. Naw,she's not that serious.. You will also learn to walk like a ponygirl. That means knees up and head high. Any faults, and you will get a swat on your rumps until you correct yourself. The sooner you learn to prance, the sooner you get to move on to better things. Now, walk on, pretty pony cunts.? Sarah and Emily both felt a SMACK on their asses as they were told to walk on, and both girls let out a quick squeal of surprise. But they began to prance. Sarah and Emily at first walked unsteadily on their hooves.