"Damn," Tim muttered. "If they were going to bleep something it should have been that little scene." You've got that right," Bill agreed. "Sandra runn...ng should only be in a porn movie. Not on the 10 o'clock news." He gasped when Susan's fist hit his side, right under the short ribs again.Bill's face appeared on the screen with a microphone shoved near his mouth."Bill Miller. Right?" the reporter asked."Uh, yeah," Bill said with a distracted note as he explored his cheek bone where Brian had. I was putting myself out there. I was taking risks. And Iwas winning. I just didn't really expect Chase to dump me on the spot.OK. So maybe I got cocky. I got cocky Friday night too and look how thatended up. I'm sure there's a lesson in here somewhere that the guardianangel will no doubt gloat over.* * *After band class, I was busy putting my saxophone away when Fay pulled measide. "You asked to see me, Tony?"The guardian angel - this time in Fay."Where were you?" I said slamming my instrument. God that was mean. Wendy was begging, yelling out how much it hurt followed by sniffling stuff like "No more, no more ohhhh please no". Very exciting.I pulled my head back, panting. I let 4-4 go and then watched every move of 5-5. Wendy screamed once on the first stroke and lots after the second stroke. She was throwing herself around, legs kicking all over the place. God, Mrs D hit hard. Her whole body twisted into each whack. If only I could see the strap landing on Wendy's pants. The end. "She still didn't look up from her laptop and continued clicking away on the keyboard. "Sure, finish the dishes and we'll talk tomorrow."He threw down the skirt he was about to fold. "You're not hearing me. I'm not going to do any of this anymore. I found someone and I'm moving…we're moving. So, after this laundry I'll let myself out and you can find someone else to do your dishes. Maybe he will." The he was said with utter contempt and she knew who the "he" was, she smirked and looked at him..