He has slipped into his auto pilot mode and forgets completely about the check that he had told himself he was there to get. Money is not what he need... right now, although what he needs seems to elude what little of his mind is still functioning. He slowly walks back to his car, almost joining his father in whatever afterlife there might or might not be when he steps out into the road in front of a van that looks somewhat like Scooby Doo’s Mystery Machine, if it had been designed by the devil. We were scared then, but we were committed to the mission, we were a unit, and we watched out for each other. I was terrified, but I was happy; killing a vicious enemy is a rush.I snorted in disbelief.Nobody thought that President Clinton had the guts to protect our closest oil resource, but she proved to everyone that she was one raging bitch with brass balls no less. She announced that the United States was not interested in nation building and that she hoped the Venezuelans were civilized. The cheerleading sponsor, Susan Phillips had left cheering practice that afternoon quite a bit earlier than the girls and left Brenda in charge to run everyone through their drills. Now Brenda could see why Susan had been in such a big hurry; apparently she'd had a rendezvous planned with some of the jocks and some of the other female faculty members and one of the mothers of another cheerleader. Susan was lying back in the corner of the couch in her office, and one of the high school football. Gia was so enraptured by this experience, not that it was novel, except for the fact of using Kimmy’s hot-blooded Latin lover, that she came quickly and messily three times in quick succession. This in turn excited Kimmy very much and she became wetter still at the voyeuristic pleasure of sharing Fernando now. She also adored Joey Gladstone and his toe-sucking habit, not to mention quietly thanked whatever god might exist for the kind favor of pushing Ginger to spend so much time away from her.