*janie, meanwhile, made quick work of her meal.  within a few gulps, the other secretary is gone, completely held within her stomach.  she's topless, her gut hangs down to her knees.  she looks at the tattered reamins of clothing* crap... runied another one... *she takes her high heels off* ohwell... I got an extra top in my locker... *she picks up her tattered clothing* you mind if we head there next?