I already had a locker set asidefor you. I think you will know which one is yours. Now get your clothesand get the fuck out and get changed and to you... aerobics class." Hetells me dismissivelyI get up and grab the bag that contains my work out clothes and head tothe locker room. He was right it is obvious which locker is mine. It isin the middle of a row of lockers, it is pink and worst of all it has"Harold's Sissy" printed in large letters on it. I cringe at the sightbut resign myself to the. She trembled in his arms. "Aesia, stay with me." She smiled faintly, reached up and touched his face. Her eyes closed, and she went limp. Tristan lay her gently down on the deck.Everything came into sharp focus, his whole body cold like ice. The controls for the dampening field had to be here somewhere. He sprang to his feet, scanning the consoles for anything, something he did not recognise. He moved from console to console his movements swift and sure. He kept his mind focused, holding onto. .." Errol responded, not letting go of the woman's wrists in casethis was more treachery."I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to... I ... I mean I did mean to, but now Isee how stupid it was of me... Oh why didn't I realize earlier?" shesaid, looking almost teary-eyed."Realize what? Who are you, lady?" Errol said, still unsure what this wasall about."Do... do you wish me to reveal myself, my love?" the draenei said in aservile tone."Yes. Yes, I would like that. Go ahead and show me who you really. I imagined something to do in the darkness inside the tent.And I imagined us seeing more of each other's naked bodies, than of knick knack stands, six-legged cows and giant balls of twine.Of course Hannah didn't fit into that vision of the trip, and I got back to thinking about renting two rooms and seeing more tourist traps.I was pretty sure that, considering what everybody would be thinking about, it just wouldn't be the same carefree kind of trip it had been in the past."Do you really think.