Logan brought me a beer, and I had found Slut Wars on the Guy Channel: near-naked women battled to be the sole survivor in a melee set in some industr...al techno-grunge environment full of high-voltage electric fences, spinning saw blades, corridors with crusher walls, trap doors over pits of molten lava, and other nasty traps."Awww, how can you watch that?" he said while carrying in our plates of rice and fries. "That's so fake!" Yeah, but who cares? The girls are so hot in those black leather. "I can't think of anything we need less than to lie to ourselves," Carol said, breaking into tears and running from the table.Her feet carried her along a familiar path, down into the basement, to look at the murals and redecoration that had driven Harry out of the hole in the ground and into the house above ... and then away. This time, she thought she'd stay a while.Margo had explained it to her, made it clear he seriously needed to be alone, and maybe once upon a time, Carol could have. We went to a cheap niteclub near the pub and got a table in the corner, was glad it was loud so that i didnt have to talk to most of the slags, made sure i sat beside the the fit one and got chatting. She went on and on about all sorts of shit - her holiday to india, her part time jewlery making and fuck knows what else.Was the most boring cunt i have ever met, all it talked about was itself, after 20 minutes of this i was bored and gave up on the fit cunt and started chatting to the fat one. "I guess you don't mind Sheila making you feminine that much ifyou still want to shag her. I heard when I got up to go to thetoilet last night. Did you go on the top or the bottom?" Iblushed again and looked down at the floor, embarrassed at beingused like a woman last night. Denise, seeing my shame, laughed and pointed. "You wereunderneath - the woman's position!" she squealed. "Wow, Sheilareally is making a hefty point with you, you don't seem to mindthough. I see you've still got the makeup.