..sinking like a rock and almost getting stuckwith each step...as i move in the pit i sink almost to my knees....eachstep a slow and painful struggle ...o break the grip of the goo on myshoes and legs. The mud is getting more stirred up which causes me tosink deeper....until finally i am stuck in the deep end of the pit."Michelle what seems to be the problem ?" Oh mother...i amstuck...please help me...please pull me out...please..."Michelle neither of us is going to mess our outfits to pull a. .. a daddy. Who’d a thunk it?Cyn appeared in the doorway ... took one look at the Hunk and said, “I’ll go. Don’t leave without me.” She disappeared and reappeared in minutes ... fifteen ... if anyone was counting ... and I was.Soon, we three ... and the guard detailed to, “Keep an Eye on Things” rounded the corner and I stopped.Mr. McWilliams, “call me Billy,” looked around ... finally I pointed down.All that was seen was splinters and powder peeking out from under the two warships.He crossed. ’ ‘And what is the name of this ominous dictator that troubles you so?’ he asked. Drawing on my memory, I concentrated before I replied, ‘Trevor Cole.’ His eyes revealed a bit of astonishment before he hooded them to reveal nothing more. Mine must have shown query because he offered, ‘I know of him…’ Suspicion racked me and I question him further. ‘Just how do you know him?’ He was the one squirming now and I so enjoyed it. ‘I AM him.’ Roles reversed once again, my face blanched in horror at. Jessica followed, jokingly saying she wanted to hear how I had gotten the scar in my cheek. She kissed the scar and followed Jeannie into the house, leaving Cindy and me alone. We were standing about three or four feet apart, looking at each other."Jess knows how you got your cheek punctured; I told her. She just wanted an excuse to kiss you," Cindy said, looking almost little-girl timid.I laughed, "she didn't need an excuse to kiss me."She took a step toward me, stopped and swallowed like she.