Page 42 of Deep Blue Lies

FORTY-ONE

So I didn’t mention, but Mandy had her baby.

Did I say she was preggers? Well she is/was, because now she’s had the kid.

Honestly, I do not know how that woman is going to survive looking after a child.

She is soooo useless. And it’s not like Jason’s going to help.

First he now has to do all her work, because he’s too much of a control freak to let anyone else have any responsibility.

Like, I could do soooo much more than run the pool bar.

I already am really, but he won’t let me do it properly. It’s soooo annoying.

Talking of…guess who I saw in town doing a little transaction with our friendly local drug dealer?

You guessed it. Our ever-hypocritical manager.

I couldn’t see exactly what it was he was buying, but Simon said Jason’s been hitting the speed really hard this summer, and you can see it in his eyes.

Simon said he got some really good coke though, from the same guy, he’s this Russian who’s been hanging around.

Simon said we should go out on his boat sometime for a party. I think I will, if he asks me again .

Fucked Simon in his yacht last night. I was talking to him in the bar, and we were both pretty wasted, and I just said to him straight, we’ve known each other ages and we ought to fuck.

He looked a bit shocked, but then he grinned and said alright.

So we went down to the harbour, because he’s still staying on the yacht.

We did a bit of coke, but not much because he was nearly out.

But he says he can get some more. It’s funny.

It’s a very small boat, I kept banging my head on the roof while we did it.