At least, not that I know of. Stacy and I are still together and Tracy has moved in to her own place. She was still single. Lately she had been depres...ed because she was still single and spending so much time with Stacy and I was making her jealous. Tracy had no recollection of what happened and I put that memory deep in the back of my mind. We had now taken on a sibling like relationship. She complained to me about guys and asked me for advice. I even hooked her up with a friend of mine, but. Then again, the redheaded Eighth Grader had passed, but she was past brilliant.Mina had run into her and her ... whatever you wanted to call him ... flight instructor, husband, lover or molester ... at the airport ... several times. Cindy was the biggest reason for Mina pushing herself to fly. Mina knew she was smart, but Cindy was out of her class, by magnitudes of order.Wait for Bill? Don't wait? It was like watching someone trying to decide which tomato ... right hand or left?Ah ... fuck him. He had a sudden inspiration. He knew hewould be either beaten or electrocuted, either way it would bepainful, so he dosed himself up with the best anaesthetic known toman, half a bottle of scotch.After a long while he heard his wife calling. For a moment he hopedshe was using his proper name, but as he approached the bedroom herealised that it was Betty she wanted. When he walked in she demandedto know why he wasn't dressed and where was her coffee."Mistress, you can always torture me into. He was the Magus Dred.He stopped a few feet away from me and began to speak. His voice fluttered between clarity and inaudibility."... my gift? You are... one I seek... coming for... you."He then took a single step towards me, and I felt something on my shoulder. I quickly came awake, my hand instinctively grabbing for the sword at my side.I saw a servant standing beside me, stepping away from me in terror. It took me a second to realize that he had been the one who had put his hand on my.