.Well, except for you, if you'd ever go back to being yourself.Shut up, you.Anyway, as I was saying, Deedee was hot. And Nick, as much as I liked him,...was not in her league. He was in good enough shape now that nobody could call him "Fat Nick" anymore, and he was one of the strongest guys in camp for pure power. I certainly thought he was handsome, with a nice jaw line, good skin tone, and warm, considerate eyes that could look into the back of your soul and raise all sorts of butterflies that. School dragged along because we both couldn't wait to hang out again. We had already made plans to first play in his back land which was about 3 acres. He wanted to try out his new BB guns. When school finally ended we headed straight to his house and got the weekend started! We changed into some play camo clothes and headed out to the back land. Once back there we picked up his BB guns and wondered off into the wooded area to hide from each other. We were playing shooting each other, not. She has deadly accuracy; years, she says, of police firearms training although I think it is simply that she has the eye of a sportswoman. Some time ago, when she first introduced me to that dreaded implement, she had decided to demonstrate that although it might be painful, sometimes exceedingly so, she always knew precisely what she was doing. She told me to take off all my clothes and lie on the bed with my feet in the air, hands holding my knees. This was not a position I was inexperienced. "You want us to give into their demands," charged Johnny Whitetail."Not at all. New found freedoms are easily lost through the foolish actions of well meaning people. If anyone must be strong, it is the council," William answered with a gesture to include all of the men and women at the table.The stunned silence in the room spoke volumes. Johnny Whitetail stared at William as if he had just declared that the moon was made of cheese. Kotyit, who hadn't been fully aware of what William was going.