Must have been under cover being worked on.I had to move.The APC would fire off a grenade now and again, randomly. I had to crawl and creep slowly; I ...ouldn't afford to raise any dust and give my position away and motion is what attracts the eye quickest.After an hour of dragging my ass across the desert floor in slow motion I set up again. The M-3 was still out there, having deployed its small group of sacrificial victims who were now doing their best to keep hidden behind the APC's armored. . the sounds of birds outside ... the brightness of the sunlight flooding through her windows. She was even aware of the tilt of the bed, and her brain assessed that Bobby was sitting on the edge, making it tilt like that.“What are you doing?” she asked. Her mind was crystal clear, but her mouth was still dry and fuzzy from sleep.“What I should have done years ago,” he said. “I just didn’t know it back then.”The thing that had been so insistent, poking at her, telling her to say “No!” ever. “Nice piece. Is this the purchase you made today?” finally her master speaks up. “Thank you, master. Yes, master.” though she can’t distinguish his tone, she takes this as a compliment. Almost trembling in happiness and excitement, she wonders what favor her master will prize her tonight. “Why?” “To please my master,” the answer is almost in a cheerful tone, full of expectation. “I prefer black.” Noticing the lack of passion in his tone, her heart sinks. Damn it I screwed up again, she. "How long have you been doing Becky's schoolwork? Katie asked as she put down her mug."About 3 months," Mike answered."I though so," Katie said. "Doesn't it bother you that all you are to her is someone to do her schoolwork?" No, we really go out..." Michael said excitedly. "She showed me that she really likes me!" Oh really now?" Mrs. Riley asked "And how does she do that?"Michael sat there speechless, he knew he'd said too much."You can tell me, Michael, I'm not going to get mad. I know all.