I have nothing against them personally. It's just that..."This was right after he had left the latest of his victims bleeding and lying in a pool of v...mit in an alley. Nice guy, Biff was. He'd go to one of the familiar haunts, plop down on a barstool, order a beer, and make like he was lonely and looking for a good time. It was only a matter of minutes before someone sat down next to him and made a move."Hey, dude. You're new here, right?" Uh-huh." Not much action tonight. Thursdays are usually. After a bit Beth cleared her throat, then in a small voice said, "Tommy, I'm so sorry. Can you forgive me?"I moved over and sat next to her on the couch. As I pulled her next to me I could feel her relax. Then in an almost fearful voice, "Oh, God, I've really messed thing up haven't I?" she moaned."Beth, don't beat yourself up over this. Everybody will understand." Everybody?" Well, it sounds like you were pretty hard on Cindy and Greg but I think they'll forgive you—as long as you agree to. I used the interlude to answer a call as well in other bathroom, but was back in her bed as I had left it before she emerged, hoping to allow her to sleep yet longer… and prolong the sense of our close association which I was enjoying immensely. She paused at the side of the bed, perhaps unsure of herself and what she wanted. Without a wordand as demurely as she could manage she crawled back under the covers and wiggled herself up against me again, with the cutest little smile of satisfaction. The other two greeted him without a hitch. The three explained their reasons for being here, who they were, and such. President Truman responded by stating what happened during almost all of the first half of the century.Event Date: 7-4-1947Event Description:(Continued from above) By 6:30 PM EST, both the Beta Reticulians (or the Im'tarev in their native language) and President Truman have decided that, due to their conversation which literally brought their species closer than ever before, the.