You were headed to Transaton to get a fresh start after the last rough couple of months. Your company had downsized, and as a result you were laid off...from your job. Your girlfriend dumped you as soon as you lost your job, stating that she was only with you because you provided her a lavish lifestyle. To rub salt in the wound, she told you that she had been fucking another guy on the side, because he was more dominant in bed and you were too submissive to contend.It costs you most of your. They airlifted me to the UCLA Medical Center in Santa Monica about sixty miles away.There they operated on me, trying to put my shattered body back together. After the laborious five-hour operation, I was put in a medically-induced coma while my body worked to recover and begin healing.I don't remember much about the crash. The last thing I remember was seeing the back end of the truck for a split second before everything went black. I'm not even 100% sure I saw the truck at all, it happened so. His aim had been right. He just didn't figure the re-coil would screw it up. Tom fell in a heap, the Vodka bottle shattering as it hit the ground."NOOOOOO!" Rick screamed, praying in his head that Tom was faking it. Tom was not. He bent over his friend's lifeless body in shock.A light female voice intruded. "You're in a heap of trouble, son"Rick spun around, nearly out of his mind in terror. What he saw was what appeared to be a 14 year old girl with long red hair wearing a Metallica T-shirt. And so was my tongue, which i was biting sharp in my effort not to wail with pain. "Well, filthy bitch", Noenoe said after a very hard couple of slaps, 'do you deserve it? Say." Yes, deeply respected Miss", I answered without hesitation."I deserve it all and much more. And i am grateful for my chastisement."I was being punished because i dropped a bottle of whiskey and it went into fragments, its precious content going out on the ground. "OK, I continue beating you. But i will use an.