"I ruffled my hand through his hair and said, "Yes ... I know, I know, busy, busy, b busy..."He laughed and went back deep into the game.I went out to...collect my young helper."Ready?" I asked."Sure. You look ... cu ... nice!" he said quietly, unsure how he should talk to me."Why thank you, Eric. Just an old housedress, but I have always liked it. It's comfortable and cool. I swirled around for him and the skirt billowed."Air-conditioned!" I laughed. He blushed madly, the poor guy. Anything. Fuck, the guy bled testosterone. Next to Kyle, James was nothing."Turn around," Kyle insisted. "I want to check out that ass of yours." He grinned, his dimples showing, deceptively friendly."N-no," James said, his eyes widening. His hands fluttered awkwardly as if he didn't know quite what to do with himself."Tch. Boy, you don't want to make me come down there." Kyle's grin shifted, something dangerous lurking behind his eyes. His smile sharpened, showing one too many teeth. "Guards put you in. Being a friend of theirs says a lot for you.’ ‘Back atcha. They wouldn’t give you the time of day if you weren’t a decent guy at heart.’ ‘I try to be, anyway. Hope I didn’t scare you goofing around with Doc.’ ‘You did have me wondering there for a while.’ ‘Anyway, want to try me on some Statistics terms?’ So she found the flash cards and drilled me for a while. Eventually I told her to stop. ‘Look, this storm is getting really bad. I need to concentrate on the road.’ The wind was getting strong. We'll get you one of these, too!" Perfect! We're all set, then?" Yep. Let's go!"*****Dave took a deep breath as he walked with purpose towards the apartment building ahead of him. Though the building was only block or two off campus, it was still in one of the less safe areas of Atlanta. Unsuspecting college students who wandered down this street were in more danger than they realized, but Dave was far from unsuspecting. In fact, he had worked on a new defensive spell that morning, one.