Banquet tables that seated eight or ten had white paper tablecloths. Place settings included a napkin, plastic fork, and plastic cup for punch. A whit... arch decorated with plastic flowers was set in front of a blue backdrop and that was where prom pictures had been taken ever since the war. In my white dinner jacket, my picture made it look like my neck belonged on a giraffe, only outdone by my date’s outlandish hairdo. I’m sorry to say that I don’t even remember her name.Things changed. Nearly. I didn't." I still feel responsible. If you hadn't been mad at me..." I wasn't mad at you. I was mad at me." Still..." Old news. I'm unsuspended, so I can coach the team without hiding in the dugout and get back to regular life." But you're... you're going to play, aren't you?'"I can't. I missed try-outs. I'm not on the roster."You fucking idiot!" I..." You big baboon. Your name was on the roster before try-outs even began. Why do you think Hallowell and Calloway only picked eleven? We all knew. . anyway, he argued that was no reason for anyone to die in the final battle for of all of mankind. He argued that we were so technologically advanced that we could fight the battle remotely. That way we could fight the battle without any loss of life. After that there was a mad dance to rid the holy land of all human beings so that no human life would be lost.Of all life on earth I was probably closest to the battle and I wasn't actually on the earth at all. Actually I was high in the sky with. .. my face covered in cum and stoned out of my sissy mind, I knew I couldn't get up. Richard pulled his pants up, leaned down and with his heavy accent, said, "chica our boss, Mike, will be here soon to check on our job... You'll need to tell him those big wet spots are from you okay? It's not our fault... " he stopped and snickered, "that you can't control yourself ya little slut." Both men laughed and went back to work. I couldn't get up. My body felt so heavy and sleepy. I didn't care who.