On the evening of Friday, the 9th of January, it all came to a head when Clare had a question for me after we were in bed, but before we had sex."Mark... when will we be married? We, Saoirse, Eileen and I, were aware that we couldn't be married during Advent, but Christmas and Epiphany have passed now, and we all wish to be married, and we want a proper church wedding. You promised!" she reminded me in a shaking voice."Yes, we will be married, but I am not sure about a 'Proper Church Wedding' as. We never listened to her and believed that all males born in the United States were suppose to be circumcised at birth anyway. That was just the way we did things here in the United States.I was embarrassed and turned to head out when Lori ran up and grabbed my arm. She whispered in a soft calm voice, "come in and see what I've been talking about all these years." With curiosity and excitement, I shut the door and kneeled beside my girlfriends. I continued to watched as Lori instructed her. A hit by one of their slugs is devastating. The others are armed with a single-shot grenade launcher of about 1.65 caliber. This, too, is devastating to anybody caught in the relative small blast radius. We have not seen any other weapons.”“Okay, what are their general tactics?”“Their tactics seem to us to be very primitive. They launch an attack that we can usually repulse, but a few seconds later, they descend on us with massive numbers of troops that simply overwhelm us by their sheer. There's no trigger. At dinner, watching TV, grocery shopping once. Never actually during a pickup or a drop. He said it can't happen when he's really wired or when he's into what he's doing.But I'd swear it happened one night when we were fucking.It only lasts a few seconds – a minute was the longest. That was the first time. His eyes rolled back and his body just fell. He looked dead. The first few times, he woke up screaming like he saw a demon with his name on it. Now he wakes with a gasp..