Bob and Jan? Where were they? Two feet away, on the other side of Stan, two lumps moved under another blanket. That son of a bitch and that slut! She ...ould fix them good! Hold on a minute, babe. Your indignation will boomerang. She was as guilty as they were. Maybe. What the hell had happened? She needed clothes. On the floor across the room in a wad she saw the blue dress. She couldn't be naked when the others woke up."Hi, Sandy," said Stan groggily, "I just can't do it anymore. I'm sorry but. The eyes of the woman were the strangest they were familiar and yetdifferent being brown. This woman was hard to intupret as my own reflection.Mark pulled the hair behind my head and brushed down, he was quite rough, hesteadied me and told me not to squeak, he then let go."Shake," he said and I shook my hair gently until it looked right, at leastright for the Emma I knew and liked. I have no experience with hair carewhatsoever. I was slightly surprised that I did it right and at the. What little they could see, however, didn’t seem out of place.They listened intently but other than some waking birds and a rooster from far off, everything seemed quiet. Of course, they didn’t really expect to hear anything. A fairly significant portion of their training was spent making sure they weren’t heard. They were trained to be as silent as possible.“I don’t see anything,” Kyd said, squinting. His eyes missed little. “Door looks a little worse for wear so I’d imagine they made it here.. Once we get settled and drop off our stuff we went to a bar for happy hour. We got completely twisted and went back to the house. Once we got to the house, we got supaman high and a little more twisted. We played games on the Wii, cracked jokes, watched music videos, and movies. By this time, Paris was in and out of sleep on the couch. I started to sober up after a few hours and got a little sleepy. So I grabbed a blanket and laid on Paris’s shoulder. Somehow with the way we moved, over time.