Once in a few feet, I was really amazed. There was enough corn trampled for us to stand comfortably, and enough light coming from somewhere to help me...make out his face a bit better. His thick moustache was brown and it hovered above a mouth I couldn’t help but kiss. Just so I could rub my hand over the heavy beard shadow on his rugged face. He moaned and groped my tool box as I did so, and then he suddenly ceased meshing moustache with me and his green eyes were wide. “What?” I asked with. As we sat there we talked about how my study was, she asked me about my girlfriend, and we also set about putting the world to right as you do when you’ve had a few drinks. After about an hour of talking she excused herself so she could go to the toilet. After what 15 minutes she still hadn’t returned from the bathroom, so I went to see if she was alright. I was surprised when I pushed open the door to her bedroom.“Mom. Are you okay…” I didn’t get to finish the sentence due to what I walked in. She had her arms open and her lips pursed as if she was trying to kiss him. Off to the side, a pretty teenaged girl was pointing at the boy and laughing.There was a scene with a girl chewing on her fingernails, tips watching a scary movie on the television. The television had a picture of a woman about to be surprised by a monster. A young boy, wearing a gorilla mask, had his arms up in the air behind a couch. He was about to pounce on his sister. Behind the boy was a monster about to jump on. But the rest of his face you can’t make out any other emotion. I just don’t understand what we (Apex) did to stem so much animosity from a Vice President of a major corporation, that I have never met before (I understand if he’s met me that he would hate me, but not before). He leans back in his chair crosses his arms, and looks right at me with those anger filled eyes, ‘So, Mr. Jones, why are you here? Did your bosses finally decide to send somebody to see me after I’ve requested a face to.