"What is the difference between Hard and Light?" she asked?'Dunno." I said"You can get to sleep with a light on!" She explained, looking at the bulge...."I reckon you might need a hand getting to sleep tonight." A hand would be nice but I would prefer something hot and wet." What, like a cup of tea?" She teased."No, I was hoping for something like whatever it is you are hiding under that blonde bush you kept flashing whilst you were making up the bed."Oh, so you noticed then?You bet I did!"So I. ." came the weak voice in return."Are you all right?" Baton continued."I can't... move. I think my legs are pinned," came the feeble voicefrom within the twisted wreckage."It's all right. Stay still. I can hear the emergency vehicles. We'llget you out of there soon. You'll be okay."A quick glance told Baton that the fuel spill was approaching the backend of the car. If it reached the hot nozzles of the thrusters, thevehicle could go up in flames. Baton... Alicia knew that her own costumewas. They both seemed pretty relaxed and apparently were enjoying each other's company.Sidney spoke up “guess what”she said with a chuckle. “You wont believe this” she said “I used to play with Betty what a surprise right” .Betty spoke up “her parents and mine were great friends and spent a lot of time together”. Now let's get on with the rest of the story.It seems that my wife made reservations at a nice restaurant.The both of them also decided to reserve a room at a nice hotel so as my wife would. His brother had made a private room in the basement where he used to bring girls, smoke pot and listen to Rock and Roll music away from his mother's prying eyes. He called it 'the Vault.' It was secure, soundproof and private. Tonight Randy took me down there directly and locked the door behind us with a solid clunk. “You owe me. You know that, right?” Now I was having a sudden sense of servitude. I eagerly shook my head. Yes. He looked me over and I just stared at him. “I'm not excited yet.”.