A stall door opened then slammed. He was in the stall next to me. I heard his belt buckle loosen and then his pants fall. Anxiously, I sat waiting for...him to do his business then go but he didn’t. “What the hell is he doing?” I thought. I felt like I was in a B horror movie. I thought for sure he knew I was next to him and was looking over the wall at me so I didn’t dare look up because I knew if I did I would see the face of a serial killer.Soon I became aware of the fact that he was beginning. Being of age for alcohol, I figured I could contribute to their stash. So when the final bell rang, I headed to the nearest liquor store. Browsing the shelves, I settled for some rich, red wine and several cheap six packs of beer. Going to the counter, I flashed my ID and an easy smile. The horny boy on the other side of the counter never stood a chance. Flustering a bit, he glanced at my ID and quickly scanned the liquor. Placing each in bags with practiced ease, he handed them to me in a. Consuela shook her head. Hernando said, "No, Patron." All right," I nodded. "You can finish your talk with Consuela on the way to Medical. I have classes to teach. And Hernando -- you can be a bull, or you can be a steer, understand? Right now, you're still a bull..." Yes, Patron." One look at the expression on his face said he got it. Consuela did, too. It was a good jab and it hit the mark."Go," I told them. "Spend the time to get a good start on things. I'll contact Medical and make sure. Sarah and Seschun paraphrased the conversation they had had earlier. Sarah then added, "Now, in looking back at our earlier exchange, we seemed to focus just on the people part of sustainability. Our knowledge and technological skill needs to grow as well as our family. What that involves and how that happens will only be known as time progresses. Many of our family have been holding back on creating the next generation. Once we begin moving onto A-Celia, I suspect our family will have a.