“You are worse than a boy about playing with yourself. Squirting isn’t anything to be embarrassed about, Ruby. Not like you can do a thing about i... anyway. It is genetic.”The doctor got them back on track. Heather installed the replacement right leg, and Ruby did the left.Ruby was blushing the whole time. She made the boy fire off three times before getting that prosthetic locked into the socket correctly.I went over to her with a clean cloth, pushed it between her legs, and pressed hard. Then he froze as he felt a gun muzzle against his head, and another against the back of his neck. The anger was still there, but it was on a very short leash that Caleb remembered from his years in combat. Very slowly, he settled his knees back into the sharp rocks, ignoring the pain. Now, he used the pain to force the crystal clear situational awareness necessary to survive life or death encounters.After a wince, he asked, a lot more calmly, "Just stay calm boys. My knees are on some sharp. She was embarrassed… actually, she was a little worried. Offering that silly boy a ride home was a huge mistake and she knew Greg was probably still upset about it. The fool had disrespected her lover, her fiancé, a very stupid thing to do, she knew. If Greg had no compunction about killing four men, beating up a cocky idiot wouldn’t faze him at all. In truth, she didn’t like the idea of being at Camino by herself now that Martine had re-united with her husband. Along with all the new freshmen. Then the door to the back room opened and one of the other artists came out and greeted the couple before taking them into his work station next to Brian’s. My heart dropped as I realized they were getting work done by the other artist and that would mean there was no way that Brian and I would get to be alone. Brian soon finished with his other client and once she left he asked for a minute to clean up his work area, then called me in. He was completely professional, discussing what he wanted.