” I knew somewhat vaguely that a dildo was some sort of fake dick, hence the playground insult, but the reality was an attention grabber!I woke glue... inside my sleeping bag! I hadn’t sweated so much in ages. I went to the toilet block and stuck my face in water. These dreams are they real? I could still feel that thing inside me stretching and deep! The showers had a full-length mirror where my reputation took another knock back!“First you’re playing with your tits, well with those I’d be. "You seem to have gotten over the shabby way you were treated," I said."Yes, sometimes it seems like they really don't want us to do our jobs," he said."I guess," I said. I had a feeling that Simpson might be doing some spying. "Actually I was just leaving." Well I just wanted to say congratulations," he said. I walked off leaving him standing there. So Gypsy had taken the back seat. I wondered if maybe she was planning to drop the law suit in exchange for a shoddy investigation.I frankly had. According to them, about a third of the passengers had perished in the crash including the pilot, first officer, and at least one flight attendant.Jim refused to allow himself to mire down in the worst-case scenarios. Deep inside he knew that Tracy was alive and somewhere nearby.About midnight, Sheila and Matt came into the waiting room carrying backpacks. Jim sobbed when he saw them, allowing himself to finally let go in the presence of his close friends. No words were needed, just arms to. I tried to go about the day without paying him much attention, but every time I turned around- there he was! He laughed at my jokes, and was always following me. I didn’t think much of it, I mean, I was the first person he was introduced to, and he probably hasn’t met many people yet… But still… Something struck me as off with Mister Patrick Parky… Last class of the day, Spanish.“Holá Señorita Villa.” I say as I enter the class.“Holá holá Setá.” She says back, “Quien está tu amigo?” she.