“The reason I pulled everyone in was so we could discuss our options,” Liz told him. “This is just a small cross-section of people affected but ... want everybody to feel free to offer their opinion.”“I’m against sitting on it,” Lucas declared.“Even if it means that nobody gets to hear new music until a new system is in place?” Conny asked.“Shit,” Lucas grumbled.“If anybody else has this, it might not matter what we do,” Ben pointed out. “Can I ask where this came from?”I waited for Liz to answer. He looked like a college boy, and was wearing faded jeans and a white shirt with the sleeves torn off. He didn't look like he was from around here, yet everyone at the party seemed to know him. "Hey." Some scrawny drunk guy with a pair of sunglasses came up to me, trying hard to appear cool. I sighed. Tyler had strayed to go talk to some of his friends but no doubt he'd be back in a minute to kick this poor guy's ass if he kept talking to me. Although that might give me some time to snag the. The two horny oil men rationalized their failure by claiming that they hadn't wanted to cheat on their wives, anyhow. But the point remained--the point of the pointing prick, magically appearing without warning."If only we could jack off," Hank sighed."Too bad we ain't from California," Billy said. "They're all pud pullers out there."Both tall Texans nodded sadly, seeing the difficulty of being from the Lone Star Republic.Then had come the invitation to the barbecue.It was bound to be plenty. On the wall above where the two single beds used to be are two small lights, with light switches just under them. We'd had them on last night, but I hadn't paid enough attention to the switches' locations relative to the bed to be able to easily find them now. I didn't want to get up in the dark either, for several reasons: there was stuff scattered around the floor, I was in a room I was not used to navigating in the dark, and I needed light to find my 11th grade notes. I always center myself.