
Comment no.58 posted by Jenna: Being as drunk that I was, my inhibitions were tossed aside and I left the bar in a hurry, retrieved Bill's phone number from one of his old emails and hustled over to a poorly lit payphone about 2 blocks from where I lived ( I didn't want him to be able to trace my call and find out where I lived). The pupils had dilated so far that they virtually swallowed the icy green irises.
Comment no.59 posted by Nicholas: So of course, the first time he left on a Saturday afternoon, he was surprised to find that traffic slowed to standstill 30 minutes outside the city. He told the man.
Comment no.60 posted by Zoe: Press play. Like most such nights, I was tired and just plain anxious to get home.