<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br/>Tagged: Mr. Beem</span></em><br/><br/>Aubrey sat out near the pool, glaring down into the water, when she heard the door open. Jim stepped out, calling out to her. Aubrey made some kind of grunting noise and stuck her hand up with two fingers in the air lazily. She wasn't exactly in the most talkative mood, and she had a feeling this conversation could go nowhere but down. Probably along the lines of, "more fucking, less emotion."<em>Whatever.</em>She thought, shaking her head as she waited for him to approach her.