Tracy paused. There was no way she was going to be able to handle anyone that she could run into in there; but then again, there was the chance it wou...d be less likely there than back in the gymnasium with all of the other k**s so she took a deep breath and slowly entered the bathroom.She entered through closed door in front of her, quietly, hoping that she could draw as little attention to herself as possible. Thankfully she found that the door must have had a new hydraulic hinge and made. Tricia was still hot according to Rons coworkers and friends. She stayed in the gym, had standing, weekly appointments in the salon to make sure her dark roots never showed, and her Barneys credit card never went more than a few days without some activity. At the annual Christmas Party and cookout, she would wear something juuuuuust revealing enough to show off her salines but she was far from the only desperate housewife in attendance who had fake knockers. Ron and Tricia were taking advantage. What I wanted was a disabling wound, but not one that would kill him immediately so that we could extract some information. A hit from my hollow-point bullet was going to tear up enough of the guard’s innards that he was not going to be thinking of much else before I had a chance to talk to him.I fired and, as expected at that range, needed only one bullet to hit the guard exactly where I had intended. He fell with a scream of pain. Sensibly, Tony stayed where he was. I had to admire his good. The next day he said goodbye to his parents and headed out getting into his car.Kenny was able to make it to JJ's house in good time, where Mindy already was waiting. He honked his horn a few times and saw his athletic black friend coming jogging out of his house with Mindy in tow. James Jackson, or simply JJ, was Kenny's best male friend, hands down. Basically being a jock, JJ hit it off with Kenny during their gym classes in middle school and soon the pair had become the best of friends. The.