Chapter 2: Marnie

Kitty

It’s been two weeks since I met Tina. She is such a treasure! She’s laying next to me sleeping and I know I have to wake her for her last day at work but I don’t want to disturb my angel. She is saving, has saved me. I still miss Trent ... a lot! But I’m not floating aimlessly anymore. Tina has given me a purpose.

Trent would be pleased. I know he’s also happy I’ve found someone to love. I told him just before ... you know ... that I’ll never be with another guy. He understood. He knew every detail of my past. He loved me. He thinks I have a new cause ... I can feel him ... encouraging me.

Well, I guess I have to wake her up. Then I have to go to the gym. The new gym is fantastic but some of the women that go there ... holy fuck! Bitches or what?! Don’t get on ‘their’ machine!

“Tina baby, wake up! Your last day awaits!” She moans in response to the nipple stimulation of my kiss.

I can be a naughty girl sometimes!!

Marnie

Fucking ignorant lazy cunts! Why the fuck can’t they get the towels in the hampers?! The hamper is right there and they’re all over the fucking floor. Oh look! Another used harpoon on the floor ... I’m surprised they don’t shit on the toilet seat!

I’m invisible too ... apparently. The skinny kid?! I’ll fucking skinny kid them. And if another one yells at me about needing more towels when the bitch is too lazy to get off her cunt and get one from the shelf ... I’ll fucking loose it!!

I’m not a kid ... I’m 16, actually 17 next month. Ok I’m skinny, we’ll not actually skinny but athletic. I don’t have an ounce of fat on me, I’m sinew and muscle. My tits, lol, don’t have any. No, really! I don’t. I am completely flat chested but have fucking amazingly long nipples. Little cones that stick out about an inch. The only thing that might be considered flabby on me would be my (as one girlfriend once called them) piss flaps. My inner labia. In another one of my fits of individualism I put three large gauge piercings through each. Fucking awesome, right?!

Well those piercings aren’t my only artistic expressions. My nipples are pierced with thick tribal piercings which I guess helps them stand out. My clit is pierced and with the succubus tat I have over my whole crotch it looks like she has a pierced labrum. My whole cunt and ass area are of course lasered clean of any hair ... a succubus tat doesn’t need a beard. I am about 70% covered in tats ... mostly tribal. I have my favourite tattoo running down my spine. 女同性恋 means lesbian in Chinese. I got that when I was fourteen. A coming out and then a kicking out. Mom and Dad were not pleased. Been surviving on my own ever since.

My hair? A long pixie cut with the long part coming from the right part line to hang over my left ear. The left side is undercut. My natural black hair is dyed an even darker jet black with the long top part hombred out to a deep purple.

I wear black everything. I even wear black boys shorts. Yes I said boys shorts not boy shorts. Bra? Right ... bunch of smart asses! And by the way ... if you ever need a good hard fuck I’ve got a big black strapon and I fucking know how to use it.

Where do I live? You guys are fucking nosy! I live in my travelling pussy palace of course! A baby blue and white Trillium trailer. You know, those fibreglass jobs. Got it for $500.00. I got this sweet old Ford F100 manual three on the tree. Bet you can’t drive one!!

Ok, enough about me and back to these snooty bitches.

Anyway, I’ve had them bump into me or push me out of the way without a word or a by your leave. But I need the money and I can come here and shower, jacuzzi, do laundry all I want. Of course my palace doesn’t have those options.

Oh fuck! There she is again! She makes my box drip like no other! Kelly or Kimmy or something. She’s new here and not like the others. Actually pleasant. And HOT!! Her body is rockin so this isn’t her first gym. She gives off a vibe like idunno, confident lesbian and don’t need to be all cunt about it? Yeah that’s it. Here she comes...!

Kitty

I’m glad I’m here early. There are, at least, some machines available. So I’ll put my towel on this elliptical and go stow my bag in a locker.

“Good morning!” comes from the corner.

I see who it is. “Oh good morning Marnie! How are you doing this fine morning?”

Why do my nipples throb when I see her? She’s not who I’d normally be attracted to. A boyish Alt dyke ... yes, dyke for sure. She has that look of pussy hunter in her eye. But something else ... a shyness?

Easy Kitty.

“Good but I’d be doing better if the bi ... um ladies would hit the hamper every once in a while.”

I laugh inwardly and find myself moving closer to talk to her.

I check to see if others are within earshot. “It’s ok ... some of them really are bitches.” I stage whisper to her. “I promise to hit the hamper!”

She smiles and checks me out. And I return the appreciative look. Did I just really do that?!

“Oh, I’m Kitty by the way!” I say extending my hand.

She is tentative but as we connect we connect! We, on unspoken agreement, enter each other’s personal space ... still holding hands ... bodies almost touching. She looks up past my boobs and has a grin ... a dirty lascivious grin with one pierced eyebrow cocked. I purposely lick my lips. Purposely? Or was it subconsciously in sudden desire?

“You are the only one to acknowledge that I exist here. Thank you.” Marnie says as she lowers her eyes. “You’re in great shape by the way! I know the work that takes!”

“Thank you for the compliment. And why should I not greet you ... you greeted me. We are all people, women here. We are all special, deserving of acknowledgment ... including you Marnie!” I respond, backing up a bit to hold her other hand as well. I sense ‘lonely’ and the facade that this precious one is using to hide behind.

“So do you use the gym here as well? You are toned to the hilt!!” Did I just lick my lips again! Come on Kitty! Are you collecting playthings? Hmm, now there’s an idea!

Fucking cool it Kitty!

“Yeah I do actually. It’s hard work keeping my boyish figure.” She says deadpan and then laughs. “I work out after hours while I’m doing my laundry.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah I live in a little trailer in the trailer park. No shower or laundry. The shower, jacuzzi and laundry are part of my perks for working here.”

“That sounds cool!” I reply. Then it gets awkward. Two of the really snooty ones came in and sneer at us. You know the look? Right?! That one.

“Where’s our fucking towels cleaning girl?!” they spit out in a snarky tone.

What the fuck did they just say! My head explodes!

I can’t help myself.

“Hey!” I shout. “I’m talking with Marnie here and she isn’t your towel bitch! Get your own fucking towels you pretentious twats!!”

Fuck I am mad! I make to move towards them. I am taller and in better shape than these pretend workout queens. But I’m not a fighter but ... holy hell! Marnie is right ... bitches!

We had let go of each other during the exchange but Marnie leaned closer to me and says in a stage whisper, “Thanks! Nobody has ever stuck up for me like that!” She grabs my hand and kisses it.

I say in a louder voice so the twat sisters could here me. “Nobody treats my friends like shit and gets away with it!”

They scurry away to get there towels.

Marnie looks at me with a peculiar look and drops my hand. “Well I know you need to get to your workout and I’ve got to get back at it here. We’ll talk again?!” as she gets up to continue working.

“Soon I hope!” I say as I go to head out on the floor, sending an additional scowl at the two ladies.

My workout, shortened as it was, was good. I had been so mad at those twats for treating anyone with such disrespect so it fueled my routine.

I go back to the locker room and get out of my stinky leggings and sport bra, grab my shower gel and saunter over to the showers.

The showers have two options. Individual stalls for those who are shy about their body or the communal shower. Me shy?! Yeah right! Besides some of these ladies are hot!

Just before the showers, are the towel shelves and hampers. Marnie is picking more towels off the floor when she see’s me. She is standing and just staring at me. She is so cute! All red faced and, I’m sure subconsciously, playing with a nipple. I hear a small moan. As she does that I turn and look at her. Her mouth drops open, turns redder covers her mouth and then ... so cute ... gives a shy wave!

Kitty you still got it babe! That makes my day more than anything else.

Marnie

Oh fucking Gawd!! I think I’d die without my Hitachi! She’s in my head now ... I’ve got to be careful. She seems so nice but I don’t know her well enough to be that aggressive. She could have me fired.

Another thing is that I’ve never wanted to be with someone that bad. Not just fuck them and be all dykie on them. So strange. I have the feels! Yup! That must be it. Never had the feels like this before. Just bang bang, have whoever lick me, get me off n get out.

Kitty is different. Oh for fucks sake Mar who are you kidding! This lady is just that ... a lady! What would she want with me, a dark moody boy shaped dyke. I saw, she’s all expensive designer everything! Shoes, leggings, sport bra, all name brand, $1000 for sure!

But fuck she is hot! And not shy at all. The way she walked to the shower ... everyone was looking and she wanted them to!

I can’t believe I stood there and gawked, pinching my own nipple and she caught me! And all I could do was give her a stupid wave!! Shit!!!

But what a body!! Tits that are perfect and natural or she had the worlds best surgeon. Pierced nipples and bellybutton. Totally hairless.

Shit shit SHIT!!! I’m fucked. If she knocked on the door of the trailer right now and asked me, I’d be her slave forever.

Fucking calm down Mar! Your a tattooed, pierced DYKE! She was just being nice today. She probably won’t even talk to me next time.

The Skillet Diner

From the TV in the diner, “The system is expected to localize tonight bringing higher than normal winds along with some fast moving thunderheads that may give localized rain and or hail. Be prepared, it may get nasty tonight folks!”

Patrons start to finish up and head home.

Marnie

Whose shaking my fucking trailer!?! Oh shit, it’s that wind the news said was coming!

Bang ... bang ... bang bang bb b b b bang bang ... Fuck! Hail! Gotta move my truck under the picnic shelter before I loose a windshield.

Keys!! Ok got’em. Go Mar!! Ouch!! That fucking hurts!! Fucking hail!! Ok ok ... please c’mon old girl!! Brrrrmm! B b b b! Good girl!! There’s the shelter ... perfect. Your safe now. Now back to my safe spot!!!

CRACK!! Screeeeee! Crunch!

Noooooooo!!!!

Kitty

I could really use the workout this morning. The girls at my former business had some glitches that they needed help with so I thought I could give them a couple of hours. A day later! Well they never would have found that information if I hadn’t helped!!

Wow! The neighbourhood is covered in leaves and branches! That storm was a doozy!

Yup! And there’s less people here too! Fabulous! Choice of machines too!! I don’t have to reserve with a towel today. Dump my bag in the locker room and let’s get at it!

Is that...?! Oh shit!

“Oh fuck! Marnie! What happened, girl?!”

She is sitting on a bench, head in hands looking a bit, no a lot, damp and disheveled. She looks up when she hears me. Her eyes are red and her hair has twigs in it. She also has a big scratch in her one cheek, some crusted blood along with it.

“M m m my trailer ... the storm ... a tree...”

“Oh gawd! You weren’t in it were you?! Are you hurt?!” I rush to her and pick her up and I’m hugging her into me before I know it.

“You are in no condition to work!” I brush the hair out of her eyes and look at her beautiful face and deep into her eyes. “You are coming with me! No arguments.”

I put her down, grab my gym bag and head for the front desk. I look over my shoulder, “Coming!”

Marnie jumps at my one word as if in a daze but dutifully follows.

I stop at the front desk and say to the girl there, “Tell Barb that Marnie has been injured and her home destroyed by the storm last night. She is in no condition work and I’m taking her home with me to sort this out.”

“Of course Mrs. Thompson! I’ll let Ms. Dell know!” the girl said.

“Barb can call me later if she needs to.”

“Yes Mrs. Thompson.”

With that done, we collect Marnie’s things.

Now to get Marnie in my car and home. Minimum, some first aid, a hot shower and some dry clothes. I doubt she has eaten after what she has gone through.

“My truck!”

“Is it locked?” I ask.

She nods. “Leave it. We can get it later. Your not driving anyway!”

As we get to the car, “Holy shit!” Comes from Marnie. The Jag gets that response every time.

“Here, I’ll get the door. You just sit. I’ll get us to my place in a jiffy.”

My 1964 E type Series2 Jaguar, starts with the purr expected of my kitty cat! Then we are off.

For those who are in the know, I did say E type. It is not an XKE. It is an E type imported from good old GB!

Not a word out of Marnie. She is obviously dazed and possibly in shock from events. I’ll get her fixed up quick though.

We pull through the security gate then my gate and up to the house. Tina must have heard the gate because the front door comes open before I can buzz it open.

“Kitty! Your home early! I thought you were gonna ... oh shit! Who’s this?! She looks rough!”

“Tina, her name is Marnie. The girl I told you about from the gym. Help her get out of the car. She’s had an accident.”

“Of course.” Tina replies, suddenly all business, as she opens the passenger door.

I leave Tina to help Marnie in while I run to look for First Aid supplies. By the time I have them Tina has Marnie in her room trying to get her clothes off.

“Tina go get the shower going while I get her undressed and see if she has more damage.”

“Right away.” Tina responds as she races off.

“Ok, Marnie look at me. You have to help me get you undressed so we can see if you have other injuries and to get you in the shower.”

“Is that your line you use with all the girls!” I was happy to hear Marnie’s reply. At least she still had some wit.

I injected some levity of my own by replying with, “We can talk about that later sweet thing!” As I bat my eyes at her, smiling lewdly.

Did I just call her sweet thing?! She probably thinks I’m some sort of pervert trying to top the dyke ... fuck.

“Arms up!”

Her smirk disappears from view as I raise her t-shirt. Ok a line of bruising but no cuts. Hard to tell how deep the bruising is with all her tattoos. Oh gawd! Her nipples are outstanding and outstanding! They must be an inch long!! Oh how delicious! Are those adornments made of bone?!

I can feel my pulse rising. I better just chill here. I’m supposed to be looking after her.

I place my hand on the bruised area and apply light pressure. “Does that hurt?”

“Not much,” is her answer but the fact she doesn’t flinch tells me more.

“Ok Marnie, lay back and we’ll get these jeans off you.” With an odd look on her face she complies.

Her feet on the ground and bent at the knees I have easy access to her belt and jeans button. Then I give the pants a tentative pull. With a groan she try’s to raise a slight bit as I pull them off. Marnie has a minor gash on her left calf. Not to serious either. This girl got off easy in that storm! I’m so glad!

Her only remaining clothing is a pair of black boys jockey shorts. Hhhhmmm. Must be standard dyke clothing.

“Let me help you up.” I hold my hands out. She stands up and I steady her.

“We have two choices my sweet! You hold on to me while I lower your shorts or I hold you while you look after them.”

Marnie makes her choice by reaching up and putting her hands on my shoulders. It was a power move. I’ve used it myself. I’m not sure she meant to use it like that though in this instant.

I lower myself on to one knee to show that I am not bottom bitch and I make eye contact as I grab the sides of the shorts. As I go lower I turn my head so I don’t have my face in her clam.

She steps out and they are off. I look at her again and she has another smirk on her face. She WAS using the situation as a power play! Sneaky minx! But she also knows I know and have not given in. Points for me!!!

“Sit!” I tell her in a tone of authority. She complies.

As I begin to remove my gym clothes, “What are you doing?!” she asks.

“You have had a trauma and are not steady on your feet young lady and I’ve got to be naked to be in the shower with you don’t I?!”

Her gaze wavers and her head lowers. “I guess so,” is her meek reply. Another point for me!!!

“The water should be good now!” Tina exclaims as she comes from the bathroom.

“Great! Thank you for doing that. Could you do one more huge favour my love?!”

“Don’t worry Kitty. I haven’t eaten either and I’d be glad to make us all some food!”

“Your a godsend my sweet!” I say to Tina.

She reply’s to me with a huge grin and as she turns to go she hides a nod at Marnie and two big thumbs up.

It actually is a relief to me to see Tina act like this. Not a spot of jealousy! Only encouragement!! She’s shown that she is very caring and compassionate this morning. I’ll have to tell her that later.

With Tina headed to the kitchen I turn to concentrate on Marnie. I help her to standing and gently guide her down the hall to the shower.

As we arrive at the shower, “Wow! Your bedroom and bathroom are sure nice!”

“Well thank you Marnie but this is a guest bedroom and it’s where Tina stays.”

Marnie was silent. I’d have payed to see her face when I said that. I’m not bragging, it is what it is. But I doubt Marnie has seen anything like this house in her life.

Trent and I have been blessed and because of that, that Tina and now Marnie are able to stay here. I want to share what I have.

Wait! Did I just subconsciously decide to take Marnie in as well?! I guess I wouldn’t have brought her here if deep down I hadn’t already made that decision when I saw her on the bench at the gym this morning.

With my free arm I test the water. Perfect. In we go.

I stand Marnie under the rain head and begin to rinse the twigs and dirt out of her hair. I reach over and flip on one of the hand wands and start spraying her body ... the aim being to invigorate her blood flow and warm her and rinse the stray grit off.

I apply a healthy amount of shampoo to her head and start to massage it in. She lets out a slight moan and rests her body more against mine. I almost laugh as her head nestles between my boobs!

I turn her facing me. “Hold on to my hips and tilt your head back.” I tell her as I bring up the hand wand.

She complies. Her eyes closed, I rinse. Then shower gel on a soft loofah. With Marnie still holding my hips, I start at her shoulders and start to gently wash her.

As I work down the front of her the loofah snags on one of her nipple piercings. “Hold on, I’ll get that off.” Embarrassed, I fiddle with it for a minute and then it’s free. I discard the loofah saying, “I guess I’ll use just my hands for the rest!” trying to make light of the situation.

“Don’t let me stop you!” Is the sarcastic response from Marnie.

On reflex I reach out and tweak both her nipples! I can’t believe I just did that!!

“Uuunnngggh! You’ve got ten minutes to stop that!”

The sexy little dyke!!

I back off just a bit. I can’t seem to stop massaging her her nubs that have now grown hard. She continues to moan.

As I play with her nips I feel her hand heading North. I can’t stop this now ... the give a fuck train has been canceled and the we’re gonna do this train is building steam!

I look down at her and see in her hooded eyes the same lust I’m feeling. I start to lower my head and Marnie’s other hand reaches behind my head to help in the downward travel.

Our mouths collide! Tongues engaging in a game of conquest ... struggling against each other for supremacy! Mine invades her mouth to find two studs piercing her tongue. Hers swirls around mine and then she starts to suck on my tongue. That flips a switch and turns on my juices. Instawet!!

Bent over as I am now I free up one hand and reach over her to grab between her legs and lift. She comes up smoothly and wraps her legs around me ... trying desperately to hump me with her pussy. I keep my hand down between and try to get to her slit.

She pulls away enough to say, “No! Ass! In my ass!!!”

Kinky girl! I oblige. One finger slips in far too easily. So in goes a second right away!! As far in as they can go! She abandons playing with my tit and has two hands behind my neck. Her legs squeeze a bit as she comes up and drives down onto my fingers. “Fuck me!” She squeals. “More fingers!! More! Harder!” She is really driving hard! Her head is back now and she is panting hard as well!! Gawd this girl is a maniac! Fucking love it!!

I realize that this is not going to be a mutual thing ... she’s going for the big finish!! It’s also obvious that any sort of shock from her ordeal last night is well over with. I will get mine though ... I won’t let her take without giving.

I’m tiring so I ease back to the central shower bench. I ease down trying not to disturb rhythm. Her pierced pussy (holy fuck look at all that hardware!) is now bouncing in my lap as she fucks herself like crazy on three fingers!! Wild and erratic ... grunting and incoherent speech ... then ... Her ass clamps down on my fingers as her body convulses ... Spray after spray of her cunt juices come up between us! First one, then I look down to see and catch the second in my face and then a third under my chin ... a fourth and fifth with lesser intensity coating my tits and belly.

That was fucking intense!

I ease my crushed fingers out of her ass which is still having minor tremors.

Marnies eyes flutter open and she focuses on my face. “Hi ... I love you!” The moment she says that her hand flies to cover her mouth. From behind her hand, “Fuck fuck fuck! Did I just say that out loud?!”

“Yes you did! But that’s ok to show emotion! That was pretty intense what just happened. Do you cum like that often?”

I was pretty sure I knew the answer. I’m more sure now, that her outward appearance is just a persona and she is really just trying to survive. She’s really a delicate little flower needing some love.

“I’m ... no ... like never! Did I just squirt all over us?! Oh gawd!! Shit! Fucking shit!”

“Yes! You did and it was fucking awesome! Beautiful! Sexy! I love how you just let go!”

“Really! I mean your cool with that?!” replies Marnie, still somewhat off balance.

I hug her close to me and say into her ear. “I’m very cool with all of it. You don’t have to pretend here. You are safe and loved here.”

“Oh gawd!! Everyone will know now! The hard little dyke likes ... you know! Fuck fuck!!”

“Marnie believe me ... we are who we are and you can be who you are here. No judgy judgy here. I’m a lesbian who loves sapphic sex, so much so that I think if I was diagnosed I’d be called a hypersexual! Tina is learning about sapphic sex in all its forms. I’m sure she will eventually find a kink that she particularly enjoys. You just happen to love ass play!”

“You don’t think I’m sick ... broken?”

“Not at all! Embrace who you are! Don’t hide behind all that Alt dyke shit if it is not really you. If it is part of who you are then embrace that as part of who you are but don’t hide behind it.”

Marnie lets out a big sigh. “Can I be honest with you, Kitty?”

“Yes please do! Always be honest with me, please.”

“Ok, so I had this girlfriend once when I was much younger, 14. She told me that to be safe as a young lesbian I had to be hard and take no shit. I changed my life completely after that, becoming what you know as Marnie. My parents hurt me deeply when they rejected who I knew I was ... I rebelled and they kicked me out! Can you imagine ... kicking a fourteen year old girl out onto the street?! Then my girlfriend said I was to soft and gonna get hurt.”

I give Marnie a nod for her to continue.

“Two days ago there was a confrontation at the gym. These two bitches were ragging on me about towels. This fabulous gorgeous sophisticated woman stuck up for me. She did that without loosing any of her sophistication at all. The question I was asking myself while getting off with my hitachi while dreaming of her was, did I have to be such a hard bitch to survive? Could I be like her? Oh gawd! You must think I’m such a fucked up kid!!!”

Fuck Kitty, don’t do it! Don’t do it! Shit! I can’t not do it!!

Whispering in her ear, “Stay here until you find out.”

Fuck! I did it again! I guess I’m a big softy!!

I can feel her shaking. Cold? No the water was still running hot on us. Was she crying? If she is I am dead right about her.

I push her to sitting and look at her. She is crying. No, not crying, sobbing!! I have to stop making these girls sob like that!

“Well, what’s your answer?!”

“I have nowhere else to go! My home is destroyed and I have no friends other than you ... and the other girl ... um...”

“Tina.”

“Yes, Tina. Besides ... I owe you at least one orgasm!!!” There is that smirk again!

She is not wrong! On all counts but I need her to eat me and very soon! Gawd I’m such a nympho!!

“Let’s get dried off then. We’ll find a room for you and a nice robe to wear so we can go eat Tina’s breakfast!”

“That sounds great! I could eat the ass out of a Hippo right about now!”

We both start laughing! She is going to be a riot but she is some crude! I’ll get Tina to help me with that.

Yeah like that’s gonna work!

Tina made us a lovely breakfast while Marnie and I were in the shower.

Tina, this is fabulous! Thank you for being such a help this morning! Marnie and I will do the cleanup!” I say, looking in Marnie’s direction for affirmation.

“Um ... yes ... Tina! Thank you it was great! I’ll help Kitty.”

“Are you sure? If your not feeling yourself quite yet you can sit and talk with us while we clean!”

“Fuck no! I’m fine ... the shower did wonders!”

Tina giggles, “Ok then!” She says.

Marnie looks at Tina and asks, “What’s so funny?”

“I could here the results of your shower therapy down here! I hope I’ll be closer next time!” She flashs her eyebrows at Marnie to let her know she was not trying to be mean.

I put my hand on Marnie’s. “We were quite loud. Don’t worry about it at all! Trust me ... Tina is a screamer as I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough.”

That does the trick. Tina is blushing and Marnie winks at Tina and gives her that sexy smirk.

Bzzz bzzz bzzz...

I grab my phone and answer. “Pamela Thompson!”

“Oh hi Barb!”

“Yes I do have her here! Did you know that her trailer was crushed in that storm last night?!”

“Yes she seems to be fine physically except for a couple of scratches. Mentally though she’s taken a hit and I’ll be having her rest here for a few days if you don’t mind.”

While I am talking Tina and Marnie get to work on cleaning up breakfast. I wander into the great room.

“No Barb, I think she’ll be fine in a few days but I have offered for her to stay here at least until we can sort out things with her trailer.” Maybe longer I think.

“Yes, what’s today ... Tuesday? I think she will be back for your busy Fridays.”

“Oh and Barb, I have some things I’d like to discuss with you privately. Could we meet tomorrow ... for lunch ... my treat?”

“What? No not terribly serious but you’ll want to know about it.”

“Ok Barb, I’ll see you at 12:30, usual spot then?!”

“Good then! Later!”

I end the call.

It’s so funny how the world turns sometimes. Those bitches treated Marnie that way in front of a close close friend of the owner. They don’t know the shit storm that will be coming for them!

Ok on to the next task. Trailer park, trailer park. 411 online is fabulous isn’t it! We had to use the book when I was a kid! There it is.

“Hello? Yes sorry who was that again?”

“Jen? Yes Jen. This is Pamela Thompson. Are you the manager?”

“Manager and part owner. I see ... good. I’m calling on behalf of Marnie. She has or should say had a trailer there until last night. Apparently it is now just a pile of junk. One of your trees fell on it.”

“Oh no ... I’m not a lawyer. Why would you ask?”