" This is a very expensive designer bag, italian leather, so soft indeed.MJ has great taste in bags as some of them I've seen her carry."Then she open...ed it and began rummaging around inside commenting about the3 compartments and the red lining, red being her favorite color I quicklyfound out. Suddenly she took a travel pack of super tampons out and heldthem up to me."What the hell is this?" Miss Britt insist i carry things in my bag that all women do." Really....I carry tampons because of my. Ann pulled out her keys and unlocked a door, pushing it open and putting her arm around my shoulder. Dimly, I remembered that Ann lived in the same building as George, but in a different tower and on a different floor.I flopped down on the first thing that looked comfortable, which turned out to be Ann's bed. Ann dropped her purse, kicked off her shoes, and sat down at her desk and waited. I must have laid there, just crying, for twenty minutes before I finally slowed down. I blinked my eyes. Kym’s lips initially become a thin line as her whole body tenses, but then as if on stage she quickly recovers her composure. “Corrine, is it? You look familiar…have you been here before?” She’s laying the sweetness on thick. I take a deep sigh and decide I’m not going to play her game. “Yes, Kym…. We both know I have. Listen, I have no issues with the fact that you and Patrick hooked up. What I’m not okay is you trying to intimidate me every time I walk in the gym.” Briefly she’d looks at. NEVER! I kept thinking about that. Daddy's wife! Mrs. Thomas Gatlin! It certainly does have a nice sound to it. But, I know that can't ever happen... ever. What daddy and I did is taboo, and probably against the law, but I don't care about that. I just care about daddy. Why do things like love have to be so fucking complicated! Why can't they just be? I know, I know... they just are."I cleaned up the breakfast dishes and kitchen, then slowly walked upstairs to my room. As I opened my.