The last time she used the bathroom was when she first arrived at the school six hours ago. The school was not in great condition, ceiling tiles hangi...g, paint peeling on the walls, lockers rusting, all disgusting to her as she ran her way around. After a few minutes, she stopped in front of the two doors with a “Restroom” sign above them. However, there were no signs to indicate which door led to the guys’ bathroom and which one was the ladies’ room but the discomfort in her bladder was too. And the more Charlene thought about it, the more she suspected that cooperation rather than confrontation would result from such a conference.Still, the fact of the matter was that her mother and she still hadn't exchanged so much as a single word on the matter. Both her intuition and her mind told her that her mother was far from angry over the incident. Rather, Charlene got the distinct feeling that, like herself, her mother was relatively pleased over the way things had begun to turn out.. Without hesitation, she stepped through the jaws.As soon as the girl's foot hit the floor, the whole room started to glow an evil red. She could see along the back wall a knot of tentacles writhing like a pit of snakes..."Boo!" Grant said inches from Brandi's ear, causing her to scream."You shit-head," she yelled, punching him in his broad shoulder."Did I scare you?" Fuck you," Brandy said stepping back."I take that as a yes," he smiled."I hate you," Brandi grumped, crossing her arms in front. By then Curtis had had to marry the daughter of family friends he was living in whilst going to college in Aberdeen, South Dakota. He dated the daughter and had her pregnant within a few months. By then we were both three stripe sergeants in much different jobs he in aircraft mechanics and myself Missile security. On one of my three day breaks Indrove over to visit him in the small house they were living with. Matt their two year old boy was a two,year old terror who decided to make breakfast.