Now sitting in DFW, with time to kill, my memories faded back into my mind and the novel didn’t hold my attention. I became antsy. What was I gettin... into? What if I didn’t succeed? What if I was in over my head and people found out?I thought about the resort. I knew the concept of the resort. I had a basic understanding of the island from our visit earlier. But, much was changing, being remodeled, being added onto, new cottages being built, new facilities being added to accommodate a wider. ...And I thought, It really is beautiful....This isn't so bad....Not so bad at all....Maybe it's all right. Everything's alright.BOOOOOOM!! The guardhouse collapsed into itself under the weight ofthe barrage, and the north end of Grant's Gate tilted inwarddangerously.It was so easy.I looked down. 70 stories.Just one step, and no more effort.No more worries, no more fear. No more enemies or friends, or those inbetween. No more constantly switching between optimism, despondence,and panic.No. . or did he !He comes up to me laughing taking me out the room telling me has been trying to fuck her for the past hour but he is too drunk to get it up lol.I tell him tough shit i was a bit pissed off that he had pulled the girl i was after anyway.He tells her to go his bedroom and pours himself another drink.Quietly i pull out my phone and tx maria telling her how hot she looked and what i wanted to do to her pussy.She texts me back telling me to come into the room, alone !by now cousin is. " After wrapping the towel around his waist, he headed out of the shower."Fuckin' fag," Charlie muttered at his back. Tad saw Mark spin around at his words."You knock that shit off, Charlie," Mark growled with a twisted expression on his face. "Or I'll knock it off for you." What? You too?" Charlie laughed. "God damned fags coming out of the fuckin' woodwork!" Forget it," Tad said to Mark. "Sticks and stones, man. People gonna think what they think." He glanced back over his shoulder at.