' Johnny zipped up his pants and started to walk away as I looked at him incredibly. Panicking I called out '...JOHNNY???...' Johnny stopped and look...d at the two guys and said '...oh yeah, you may have to slap that Bitch a couple of times to get him to act right. Believe you me, you'll enjoy it...' One of the two men quickly snatched me up by my collar and slapped me across the face and asked '...you gonna give us trouble...' I fell to my knees crying now as he let me go and crumbled to the. She even left her laptop and purse behind. This struck me as odd. I followed her as she went to the psych section and picked up a book. I wouldn’t have thought it was too odd if a paper didn’t fall out in the process. I snuck to the other side of the shelf to get a look at the paper from behind her. Hugo R33 A, 12. I had her. She was hooking on the side for money. Hugo was a dorm and 33 A was room, 33 on the first floor. 12 must be midnight. I have seen this trick before. She was perfect for. Well, some of us are getting a little tired. The group needs new blood at the top, and won’t get it until some new people attend, which won’t happen as long as it’s the same old - same old, which won’t change until we get some new blood at the top.”“You make it sound hopeless.”“It nearly is, but not quite. The executive committee is the four officers, president, vice president, secretary, and treasurer. They move up the chairs. Only death, and maybe not that, can keep this year’s treasurer from. What we have is simple — it’s one of the only things that is, anymore. We are fundamentally the same – two people with the same internal make up, blankly and silently afloat. We drifted into one another, smiled softly, and now continue to drift along together, taking solace in the comfort and the familiarity of someone beached by the same tides. His wedding pictures still decorate the mantle. His wife is strikingly beautiful. When he is not home, I take one of the photos down and stare into her.