As she lay on the bed with her eyes closed, relaxing from the intense climax she had just had. She again pictured herself in the back seat of Bill’s...first car, only this time she looked up from the back seat and it was not a young Bill looking down her. She saw her son’s best friend, her new admirer staring down at her. Kelly opened her eyes quickly, she was brought back to the reality that she had to get this situation with Jack over with and out of her mind. ‘Jack.’ She said aloud. Kelly. I woke to Heather trying to get through the ward and sat up.She bit her lip, "I have to pee."I looked around, it was a couple of hours before dawn. I stood and went to shut the section of the ward off, "do not go far."She looked at me before she took the blanket off and handed it to me. She took a few steps and squatted and started to pee. Tabitha was suddenly handing me her blanket and moving out beside Heather. She turned to face me and squatted and opened her knees as she peed. Heather. He casually looked at her and smiled. She was now staring at him intently and he wondered if something was wrong. Had he left the little piece of toilet paper on his face that was meant to stop his razor cut that morning? He nervously reached up and rubbed the little nick on his chin but there was no paper - he had thrown it out the window on the drive to the airport. The blonde finally blurted out, "You're Dave MacDonald? Aren't you?"Dave was shocked this famous gorgeous blonde would know his. We've filed a formal protest and I expect that the Marauders' coaching staff is going to get a serious reprimand at the very least -- but if you return the favor, you'll blunt things. You can run them into the ground if you like, but I want to see NO UNSPORTSMANLIKE CONDUCT! Make 'em hurt -- but do it all legally, with good solid tackles. They've been practicing intimidation on other teams for a long, long time -- I'd like to see THEM worry -- and YOU can make that happen! Outplay them! Grind.