A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit

51fags or other items from her inventory. There’s littlepoint in cashing in my chips.“I’ll let it roll over,” I tell them.The Bounder stands up and starts to slideenvelopes stuffed with cash into the elastic waistbandof her bumbags. It is really quite amazing what shemanages to secret under her skirt.She picks up a particularly well stuffedenvelope and scowls. “Look at this,” she grumbles.“Cat has been betting large on Cassie Cassy. I don’tthink that it’s fair that she can bet on her sister.That’s like insider trading.”Lisa rolls her eyes again. “You took the bet,Bounder. Cat would string you up by the elastic ofthose magic bumbags of yours if you don’t pay up.”Bernadette just glowers. The Bounder isawesomely gorgeous. She is Sri-Lankan and has themost beautiful and perfect skin I’ve ever seen. Shehas jet-black hair and eyes and teeth that gleamwhen she smiles, which is rarely. She shrugs on herblazer and stomps towards the door muttering darkhexes against the punters who have had the audacityto actually win and are demanding pay-out.Bernadette is belligerent, grumpy, rude and foulmouthedand I think she is wonderful.I continue on my rounds, working my downthrough the lower landings that house thedormitories.By the time I was sentenced I already ownedmy own flat in a fashionable area of the Smoke so itcame as something of a shock to learn that for thenext four years I would be forced to share my new