Thank God it's Easter tomorrow. I can't stand another day in this place. It's driving me up the wall.

I barely remembered what happened last night after I got home. You know what it's like when you wake up next morning and know there's something bad happened, but you can't remember what it is 3; Had to read the transcript this morning. Well, I pissed him off well and truly.

And already I know what he'll do about it.

Tess was looking at me strangely when I got in this morning. "I'm only ten minutes late," I said.

"State you were in, I'm surprised you're here at all."

"Wasn't in a state at all. Just having a good time."

"I'll say. Molly on a manhunt - it was frightening. That poor lad was terrified of you."

"Yeah, he was, wasn't he?"

But Tess wasn't laughing. "Listen," she said. "I pulled this off the staff notice board this morning. I don't think anyone else has seen it - luckily I was in early.

She handed me a scrappy piece of paper. It was handwritten, badly, I would say by someone using their wrong hand.

I'm told that there are nude pictures of Molly Hadley on the internet. Anyone know the addy? Would love to see...

I went cold all over. I scrunched it up, then unscrunched it out of some sort of morbid curiosity. I looked all around, to see if anyone was watching, but I could only see Terry and Jack, and both had their backs to me. I looked at Tess.

"Anything you want to tell me, sister?"

"Nothing."

"Sure?"

"Quite sure. Some fuckwit having a joke. April Fool's day a week too late."

"If you say so 3;"

"Yes, I say so."

She looked at me strangely again. I'm sure she doesn't believe me. Jesus, even my best friend doesn't believe me. If those pictures came out, god knows what would happen.

I wasn't going to get any work done today anyway. Hangover, stress and fear make for poor motivators :-( But then, in the middle of the morning, I got a text on the mobile. I knew straight away it would be him. My heart started pounding and my hands were shaking as I picked up the phone. Tess was watching me curiously, but I tried to act nonchalant. I opened the message. It was from him, sure enough.

http://www.angelfire.com/vamp/molly_hadley

Appalled, I typed the addy into my PC. After an age, it came up. Welcome to my webcam. My name is Molly Hadley, but you can call me medusa. Want to see my tits? Click here, big boy 3;

I clicked the link, knowing what was coming. A load of thumbnails of me filled the screen - pictures of me topless, pictures of me licking my lips, even pictures from last night with me in nothing but panties. Each thumbnail took me to a full-scale close up of my treacherous face. He must have been up late creating this little treasure.

Not that it was any good, of course. Even in my terror, and rage, and upset, I couldn't help but be furious that the site was so fucking crap. I mean, the whole damned thing was bright red, the links were all over the place, it looked like it had been built by a baboon. Hell almighty, if I'm going to have my reputation ruined and my assets flashed over the internet for the whole buggering world to see, I at least want to have a little bit of class in the presentation 3; :-( Ironci humour, I think that's called, by the way, in case you think I'm serious. I closed the site down, erased my Internet Explorer memory and cache and went to the toilet.

I cried for about twenty minutes, head in my hands, eyes shut, trying to pretend this wasn't happening. Eventually, Tess must have noticed my absence and came to find me. That was the worst bit. I hate lying to her, but I couldn't tell her any of this. It was too embarrassing. I've got myself into such a stupid mess, and I couldn't bear for her to find out.

But now the whole fucking world is going to find out, thanks to the joys of the internet 3;