He would have given the lead guitarist hell for having poked him in his broken ribs, but Abigail was doing a pretty good job of handing him his ass as...it was. “Move away from him,” she snapped snatching the sling from Michael’s hands. “You need to be gentle. Can you not see he’s in pain? How can you prod and shove him around like a sack of potatoes like that? Have you no common sense? My goodness gracious. Now either treat him more delicately or move out of my way so I can help him into this.”. And then Gwen was completely forgotten as the four broke into a melee. Gwen looked around and saw that Aline's three friends were also beating on each other, leaving her blonde roommate pouting and alone. Bouncers descended on the fighting men and soon were propelling them out the door after assuring that they paid for the bimbos' drinks."Damn it, Carlos!" said Gwen's the barkeeper. "I swear a fight breaks out every time you bring your girls here!" You know they're good for business, Ronaldo!". The president of the frat then laid down the rule to the new members, " If an older brother ever needs a suck off, you will suck him then and there on his request, if an older brother asks you to jerk off for any reason you will do it then and there, if and older brother asks you to suck anyone else, you will do it then and there, do you all understand these rules, if so answer yes." "If you agree to abide by the rules laid down here tonight you are all now probationary members."Now as official. Step 1 is in operation. We're hovering, waiting for instructions." Alert! Alert!" the computer intoned. "Radar signal detected, type unknown, classification undetermined, signal strong. Positive detection is imminent!" God damn it, the Cornazans aren't supposed to have anything to detect us," the Captain fumed. "Lieutenant?" he queried as he watched the Science Officer's fingers fly on the keyboard."It's a type unknown to us, sir. If it hasn't picked us up yet, it sure as little fishies will.