She had been slugging down Scotches during the entire game. One more disappeared as he entered the room. Now she was thoroughly shit-faced drunk."Come...on in, Mr. Australia," she mumbled. "The water in here is fine. Speaking of that... I found out where that other little door over there goes. It's the rest room. Do you Australian people call them rest rooms... don't you call them louvers or something? Anyway, I need to pee."Rather than responding, Ian mixed himself another drink. In a moment,. This cycle repeared for whatvseemed like an eternity. It was hard to tell cause there was no sense of time. Jack occasionally had flashes of memory, bits and pieces of a life that seemed long past. One such memory was him sitting in church and it made him wonder if he was in hell.Grayness returned, only this time, there was a bit less gray, a bit more sound. And then, blazing light as one eye barely cracked open.The light hurt. He could see misshapen blobs moving about, but couldn't make out. After she continued to rant about some members of my family, I came up behind her as she was facing the tv and I started to slowly massaging her back. She didn't move at first, but after a minute, she made shrugg notion as if to show that she felt uncomfortable as I felt her back trying to push my hands away. I told her "Look, you have many knots in your back and you need to relax. Nobody is home, so you don't have to worry and relax." I told her not worry since most maids are scared to have. "Dude, remember what happened at the last party I threw?" Oh yeah" I said and thought for a moment. "Smart choice having just me over"At the last party Tyler threw, it started out good. But there may have been too much alcohol available. By the end of the night there was puke all over the bathroom, and even on the floor in the living room. And every piece of furniture was cum-stained. Somehow he cleaned it all up and his parents never knew. But Tyler never threw a party after that.We ordered.