" I whisper into her ear. "Listen, no feelings." Her shaking lessens. But her eyes stay wide and wild. The others are all looking around wild eyed too..."I think they are long gone." A male voice says outside our thicket."Yeah, if they know what is good for them." Laughs another voice."Then why are we out here looking if they are gone." Whines a third."Shut up Able," the first snaps. "You never question, just do, that is the way to get ahead in this mans army."The men are silent again as they. .. but now he didn't want it.Which left her confused and feeling guilty. If he didn't really wantit, it wasn't ethical. Of course since they had done it all without hisknowledge, it wasn't ethical anyway... but she could look past that on thepretense that he really had wanted it in the first place. Wasn't thatthe reason behind their bet anyway? That he did want it?Ugh! She was going around and around in mental knots! How could sheget Chad alone for a while to hypnotize him and really talk. It was good to peel my shorts off, and put on something crisp and clean. I’d been wearing the fuckers for the whole week in Laos pretty much. Ever mindful that all my life possessions were in the pockets, I folded them up and put them beside my pillow. A few minutes later my petite masseuse shuffled back in and asked me to lie down on my front. Through the material of my shirt she kneaded the knots imbedded in my shoulders that were wrought there through lugging my backpack around. Slowly and. ”“Thank you but I’m fine”“Ok, but if you get cold please go sit inside” I start walking down towards her car when I hear one of my doors open and shut. I look back and see the mystery woman in my jeep. I figure she would warm herself up. It’s wouldn’t be so cold if it wasn’t for the damn rain. I take a quick look, and shake my head. She hit a patch of ice alright and went into the ditch deep. The white paint job of what appears to be a BMW clashed with the snow just right. Her entire front in.