He has timed everything out so that the sun is just starting to come up when we get there.With a flick of his wrist he has the Boys go up into the big...old trees that line the road.They start making their way to the entrance. The rest of them are set up in good hiding place to shoot from.It is easy to get bored with waiting. It is easy to let our attention wander when we should be focused on the needs of now. It is still some time before we will get any response, I figure I should spend sometime. Are you quite sure that you can't think of a treat you would like instead?"He thought for a moment."Got any Oreos?" Sorry, them neither." I'd hate to have to hurt a nice kind lady like you just because you forgot the treats. How about a blowjob? That would be a real treat!"I pretended to consider. Without the foam ax in his head, the zombie wasn't at all bad looking. If I was into monsters, he was probably my type of monster."But won't I turn into a zombie if I touch you?" Oh no, Ma'am. That's. I heard most of their conversation. Both girls were majoring in writing at the college we all attended. They seemed to think that they were the only ones in their entire writing class who knew how to write. They talked for an hour in their condescending holier than thou voices, and basically ripped on every student in the class.I was already pissed off, but this threw me over the line. I had read all of Hillary's "private" writings... so basically I had read the bitch's diary. It made me ill,. "I really don't know." I could give up the course," I suggested. "Move back here full time." What about your promotion?" It's not the most important thing. I can go back to what I was doing before or maybe look around for something better. Hell, if that idiot Richard Penrose could go it alone, I'm sure I could too."The suggestions were not that unrealistic. If my predictions about the outcome of my exams were accurate, it would be something I'd need to consider anyway."You'd ... you'd do that.