I convinced myself that it was for the best, even if I was enamored with Raymond. I could certainly afford to fly back, if it came to that.Nick was on...y too happy to be going home, where he figured to have me all to himself, or so he thought!The flight was boring. I slept most of the way, so I wasn't that tired when we finally got settled back in our own digs.Nick's previous sarcasm was gone and so was his new found bravado, as he realized how pathetic a drunk can be to the sober.He cozied up. The rest of the cafeteria laughed. Carmichael looked at Ian. He did not shake his hand but said, "Yeah deal." Ok everyone. Follow me to the computer lab. I will show you what we did during the weekend," Ian announcing to the rest of the cafeteria.Someone from the background shouted"This should be fun."Another person cried"I hope these jocks lose and get put in their place."The fat nerds, the popular kids and the rest of the kids went into a large computer room that was meant to be for high. He knew it would take days and perhaps weeks to re-map his body – but it could not be done without hard work. He had no trouble putting in the work.He was so focused on himself and his immediate vicinity he never noticed the three Marines come in. They, however, noticed him.“Son of a bitch!” Gunter snarled. “It’s him.”“Him? Him who?” Private Dunning asked, looking at the man working through the Parkour course. The man was tall, but it appeared natural. His muscles, while well developed, were. "Okay, Josh, whenever you cook something, you must be constantly watching it." She said knowingly. "All of your attention must be on the food." "I see," I said blushing a little. She cracked more eggs in a different pan and stirred them up a little bit. She moved her hand quickly and swiftly almost making it look like an art. I started at her the entire time. She was actually really hot. And there was a tattoo on the lower if her back. I could see it peeking out from under her shirt. I reached.