Maybe you wouldn’t have lost by eight points just now.”Another round of cheers drowned him out as he continued.“ ... all appreciate your school ...pirit. But, to the victors go the spoils.”The players surged forwards to surround the two hapless teens, whose smiles faded as six seniors jocks from my high school began groping their bodies. ‘Why didn’t I follow Dad’s advice and go up for lacrosse,’ I wondered, as the team began roughly stripping them.Once they were naked, the coach stepped in again,. Jake walked in after the paramedics. ‘Jake!’ Ashira exclaimed. Jake wrapped his arms around her. ‘You didn’t think I’d stay home did you?’ Jake murmured. ‘Are you all right?’ he asked. ‘He didn’t hurt me,’ Ashira replied. ‘He actually took pretty good care of me … how long have I been here?’ she wanted to know. ‘Almost two months,’ Jake answered. Ashira groaned. ‘You okay?’ he asked. Ashira nodded. ‘I’ve had enchiladas almost every day for two months. If I see another enchilada, I’ll scream,’. ”“Now, now, dear. Sit down. I do hope you are not one of these so-called Menimists, are you?” Augustus spluttered “Whattt??”“Look dear, I know you’ve had a bang to the head. I’m sure it’s confused you. Amelia will have a look at your machine and see if we can get it fixed.”Emmeline stood up and thrust out her hand. Augustus stretched his hand out and clasped it, shaking it politely.“If you could just wait outside a moment, I just need to discuss a few things with Amelia here before she takes. I would find out where that one came from. All my people were given strict orders about pictures of the attack and aftermath.The rest of the pictures were of the trips to Nimule and there were a lot of the food and the kids, the hand washing and how to use a spoon. There were also the three additional galas I went to.The gala at the French Embassy had a stand all its own, and whoever chose the pictures for the stand did not censor them. There were plenty of the waitresses serving the tables,.