Ahead, a bathroom door slams shut, but not before I glimpse a steamy flash of naked thigh.At Marie’s room, I cling to my flute case like it’s a li...e ring on the ‘Titanic.’ Although I already share a more intimate connection with Marie than with anyone else in my life, I’m suddenly aware that aside from the squeal of orgasm, I don’t even know the sound her voice.There’s a soft knock on the door and it takes a moment to realize that it’s my own knuckles doing the rapping.‘It’s open, come in…’ she. There was a tube inserted in the right side of my chest. An IV was taped to the back of my hand, and a breathing tube was taped to the side of my mouth. My face was swollen and covered with what I had to assume was my own dried blood.I looked at the young lady across the desk from me for answers. Her full lips were curled in a sadistic smile. “They are doing their best, Mr. Renard. Your right lung is punctured, has collapsed, and is full of blood. I'm not a doctor, but the diagnosis doesn't. Although most of them would have knifed Garcia rather than carry her up those stairs.”I tried to locate my shirt, but it had apparently gone missing in the chaos after the initial massacre and nobody claimed to remember where it had gotten to.We set up a sand table on the ground: Chrissie and I walked them through their mistakes and showed them others I hadn’t exploited. We spent the rest of the day doing walk-through exercises before shutting down. I took them through every possible type of. ." Tommi winced visibly, as she dropped hergaze back to Rachel. "I guess I really don't know. I haven't been seeingmuch of him for the past few weeks." Oh?" Rachel's eyebrows shot up."Yeah, well, I've been a bit occupied. Socially, I mean," Tommi hastenedto add. "Stephanie - the girl I helped last semester - invited me to acouple of functions at the Beta Tau sorority."Rachel nodded slowly. "If I recall, isn't that the sorority that was kindof ... brutal with their harassment last year?".