*** MadMadMadMaxine *** A man’s man, a manly man, and a macho man, he was a good man wrapped in the body of a killer and a trained assassin. Typical...y, nothing more than a blink of an eye, a shadow, or a ghost, unless he wanted to be seen and/or noticed, no one ever saw him coming. He was just there. Even though he was always there watching, looking, and recording, when it was time for him to make his appearance known, he just appeared as if out of nowhere. Typically, if someone did see him. Finals were serious in the dance school, and dance space was rare. ‘Okay, I’ll tell you what,’ she said, ‘I’ll fight you for the room. One submission. Winner takes it, loser leaves.’ Tom was taken aback by the proposition. Both dancers were, out of necessity, in respectable physical condition. Both also had training in the fundamentals of combat, as required by the major. She looked tough enough, and was certainly in shape, but he was bigger, and at least a foot taller. Still, if she was. She felt very sad about my fate. I asked her to tell me how her life was going on. Initially, she said that you were a very happy couple. On my insistence, she told me everything of her sex life in detail. I got so exited that I asked her if she would arrange to have a similar experience for me with you. Nisha told me everything about your tastes likes and dislikes. I found it very exiting and started dreaming to be with you. Luckily Nisha understood my pain and agreed to share you with me.. The last mile started on an upgrade. We haven’t seen that before, it’s nasty. Who laid out this course? Doing that was really tricky. My dad told me what to do when that happens; you hang back and let the others waste their breath on the uphill race. I kept my distance pace going till the grade leveled, then I dug in. So did Armstrong and that third bloke. We just powered through the others--they didn’t have the kick, they wasted it on the hill. How did you know what to do, mate?” he asked.