Not wanting to be a party pooper, I decided to get in the spirit of the party and try some of the liquor but did not partake in the drugs.I was having...a glass of some of the punch concoction, and then the star quarterback of our football team Bret came over to me and started talking to me.I could see the jealousy in the other girls' eyes as he was considered the catch of my school.We went outside by his suggestion to get away from the purple haze and loud music where we could talk. We engaged. ..”The technician finished the countdown with his fingers and pointed at Contessa Helena de San Finzione. She sat in a Louis XV chair, wearing a black Christian Dior pantsuit with a beige blouse beneath; and turned to face a monitor where she could see two fifty-something women sitting on a couch in a morning television studio in Los Angeles sipping wine and pretending to talk to each other excitedly about something that couldn’t be heard until the show’s “back from commercial” jingle stopped. She scrolled through her phone contacts to “daddy” and was about to press send when a better idea came to her. She learned very quickly, and her father had taught her that people need incentive to do things. Dropping the phone, she bounced up the stairs behind the couch toward her bedroom. With each step, she could feel her tiny nipples brushing against her white see-through t-shirt. That and what she was about to do was getting her very excited. Rushing into her bedroom, she flipped open her. His back was bloody, from where the bird had hit him. I dropped beside him as the bird shuddered one final time, and then lay still. I checked him over, and found that all the blood was from the bird.James groaned, and I jumped up. I looked around, and ran to the truck. Yanking the medical kit out of from behind the back seat, I ran back to James. Opening the kit, I pulled out an ammonia capsule, and broke it under James' nose. He jerked his head away from the awful smell, and opened his.