We froze….then Trisha whispered: (“Oh Shit!, my mom!”) Her mom was the only one who had a key. She quick grabbed her robe, and I pulled up my pa...ts and slipped the pictures under her bed. Trisha and I walked down stairs. It was her mom ok, a little drunk. She waved to someone and closed the door. She had gotten stopped by a cop and she smelled of booze. He liked what he saw and had her blow in the devise. A .079. A .080 was the limit. He had to let her go, but advised her to drive home and he. ‘NERVE GAS CANISTER – Not to be taken.’ Having never really considered where unwanted things small enough to be flushed wound up, they didn’t immediately recognize the location as that of a large sewer system. A neutral voiceover stated thus, the stakes, and what they were to do. ‘Exclusive footage?’ ‘Yep, ten mobile cameras at ground zero.’ ‘Or we could turn it over to the feds.’ Snorts adlib. ‘Think of the lives…’ A measured pause. ‘Think of the ratings.’ They logged on, as instructed, to. Later when she grabbed my hand to obviously play with her bud on her topless chest, I told her to knock it off just loud enough so that the kids playing with us heard me. Bart seemed to be all for playing their game. He was getting as good as he got.“If I was still in elementary or middle school I would love to play like this with you,” I whispered into the girl’s ear that had being using my hand to feel her up. “I know I look like I’m still a kid your age, but I’m in high school, ok. We both. Bob locked up, loaded up his SUV with a few others along with Joey and myself and headed out. The drive was quiet for most of the trip and based on the direction he was taking it looked like I'd be the last dropped off. As Joey jumped out of the car Bob yelled hey Adam jump in front. I was in the third row of seats sitting uncomfortably so I jumped at the chance for comfort and yelled "Later Joey!"I was last to be dropped. We hit a red light and there was total silence with the exception of a.