Anyone of us; anyone of us could have pulled that trigger. You were the closest, that's all. If WE hadn't defended ourselves, we wouldn't be here argu...ng about it; Aunt Pat and Aunt Ivy would be dead. We are all in this Simmo, not just you; it's US. Please, Simmo?" Hazel; sit, please. Thank you. It's no longer just a game, is it, kids? Its for real with all the shock and horror. Usually, our children are older before they face the reality of close combat and most of the universe never have to. I just stared back as the moment became decidedly awkward.“Get the hell away from me,” she blurted.I held up my hands and stood up. I slowly backed up, and then she saw my friends all with big smiles on their faces and Tracy with her phone out, recording our encounter. The girl closed her eyes and shook her head.“Damn, I’ve been punked,” she said.“You okay to get home?” I asked.“Yeah, I’m good, and I’ve learned my lesson about drinking too much. If you do, you become a cautionary meme on social. I dunno, it's just one of those shitty situations I think.''And then some, ' she agreed. 'I wish I had some wise words. Has she tried to talk to you? How long ago was it?'I pushed the last of my spinach around the plate, 'I think a few months. I dunno. Feels like just yesterday. She tried to call me, but of course I didn't want to talk to her. I've just been running around acting like a fool trying to keep my mind clear. It's worked a bit, but you know, I just haven't felt like me.?However, I. He began by running kisses from her ear, down her throat, and past her collarbone, stopping at her breasts. He once again attacked them with a voracious hunger. Allie wrapped her arms around his shoulders, dragging her nails into his back, but he soon moved down lower, running his tongue down her stomach. Nic hooked his thumbs in the sides of her shorts, and yanked them down, leaving them dangling off her left foot. He gently spread her legs, and could see the wetness that had formed on her.