"Shit," said Shane. "Try to stay calm. Don't say anything."The door was pulled back and the man who had been at the back was in theopen door pointing ...is gun at Shane and shouted something in Thai. "Hesay get out and kneel on ground, hands behind head." Nin said. Shane puthis hands up and edged towards the door. He stepped down and we couldsee the man waving his gun around in Shane's face. Shane didn't take hiseyes off the guy's face, and the man was getting wilder and wilder,screaming at Shane. Wesley sat with one of the other hand’s boys on his lap. The two year old was attempting to help unwrap stuff, but all he was accomplishing was shredding stuff and making a giant mess. Wesley seemed a natural with kids… just like he was with about everything else when it came to ranch life. When the baby stuffed a ribbon in his mouth Wesley gently took it from him and set it aside, handing him a big wad of paper to play with instead. Lance looked over at his friend. It was so good to see Wesley. It was in a small building he’d never been in on the far side of campus in a small room that only sat twenty or so with a big stage with screen up front. He also noticed a couple of cameras setup in the room and a couple more on the walls. There were only fifteen other students there, one more girl then guys. To his amazement, all the girls were very attractive, some smokin’ hot. They varied from looking like cheerleaders to a couple of Goth ones with dark hair and piercings. Always nervous. “Well, where do I start? I’m a bus driver as you know, I have my own house, two bedroomed, in Bell Street. I’m thirty-seven years of age—“ “Hmmm. Just two years younger than me,” Gina had interjected and then added: “Continue.” “I’m single, I broke up with my long term partner, Sharon, just over a year ago. Um, my Mum died six years ago and I never knew my father. I normally go swimming about twice a week, occasionally go out for a bike ride. I like reading—“ “Stop. Is your mortgage paid off?”.