He seemed swanky even as he lowered himself into one of the chairs which rested before her desk. Something about him seemed different she thought. He ...melled great too. Was that a cologne he was wearing she wondered? It struck her immeasurably. Yes, there was something vastly different about him which struck her much more appreciatively. She tried to keep her curiosity a secret but it was almost too difficult she told herself. Ohhh, ohhhhhh my god she thought. Oooooohh it is that cologne she. “I’m out of shells, Alpha.”“Take up a rifle, and make sure your shots count,” Korza ordered. “We’re starting to run low on slugs.”They had been firing continuously for hours, and even the considerable stockpile that Gamma squad had recovered from the armory was dwindling. Korza slammed the release catch on the anti-material railgun with his fist, the empty magazine dropping from the receiver.“Need a reload!”Gorza rummaged through his pack, pulling out another three round mag and tossing it. We ended up living in a house that my parents bought with my uncle and aunt. I started high school. My father made a dumb mistake the following year. He got caught in some immigration bullshit while traveling with my passport. The immigration bureau seized the passport and that’s when everything started to go wrong. I was stuck in America without a green card or a social security number. How in hell was I going to survive? My father told me not to worry about it, that he would support us until. This was before Myspace and Facebook. I met Jenny through a cousin of mine. She was a distant relative of his. We talked and I’m sure she noticed me staring at her breasts. She was married, around 21 and had recently had a c***d. She was blond, about 5’8” pretty, thin with fairly large breasts (she had recently been breastfeeding), blue eyes and wore glasses. I think she just thought I was a nice guy. We talked for the better part of 30 minutes and she asked me if I yahoo IM. I gave her.