So one day she called me late at night i was doing my project , i just put my project on hold, and called back, actually i am doing job in cellulr com...any so that’s why everyone used to give me buzzzzzz. Anyhow telling you further about the story. I called her back and ask is everything okay , as there is 2 at night , she said she wanted to say somthing to me , i ask her to tell what happend, she said she is mother of 3 childer and not happy in her married life , as she was used to do all fun. ” She blushed slightly, “If we can help you know we will. It’s fun!”By “we” she meant herself and her daughters, Char and Lia. The three of them had taken recruiting to a whole new level. The very best targets, if it was determined they could be swayed were shown around campus by my step-daughters. One recent “get” also met Suzanne. Crazy as it seemed, there were no recruiting issues. The recruits just learned there were additional benefits to be had.“Mark, that reminds me, David will be over. ‘Come on, don't be shy. They won't bite, unless you want them to, that is.’ Rick looked at Chris in horror.‘I'm joking, they’re lovely in here. Everybody will love you.’ Chris held Rick’s hand as he pulled him into the pub, and then across to the bar. Rick felt embarrassed to be holding Chris’s hand, but it also felt strangely nice he thought. He looked around, certain that everybody would be staring at the two of them holding hands. Of course, nobody was paying any attention to them. Duh,. Probably just part of a cruel joke that’ll have the place fall down on our heads later, he thought. A few steps brought him to the window, revealing grass beaten down and broken by hail, the stones littering the ground outside like gravel. More than a few were large enough to brain a man, streaking from the sky as if shot from a sling. A strangely discordant sound caught his attention near the window. Leaning in closer, he turned his ear toward the glass and listened.He heard it again, a hollow.