I wore a pair of very short shorts, and a very small tight tee shirt. I would have worked naked, if I knew for certain that neither Monk nor his fathe... wouldn't drive up on me.I set about mixing my first batch of 'Shiny new Planter's Punch'. First I opened the ten gallon water jug from Home Depot. I made sure it was clean and had no odors in it. Then I poured all twenty four 12 oz bottles into the container. The case didn't come anywhere near filling it up. It was about two gallons of mixers. I. It was a frustrating time for me." Well, Teenagers are horny and in a perpetual state of frustration.What made you any different?" I was an introvert. I wanted to socialize. I just couldn't. I wasparalyzed from saying the right thing and putting myself out there. Irarely took risks. I settled on what was comfortable. I was comfortablestaying on the sidelines."She didn't say anything and let me continue."Maybe if I did things differently I wouldn't be in such a rut today.Man, if I could do it. He was becoming aroused just by having her next to him and thoughts of what he had planned to do with her were clouding his mind. Soon, he thought with a menacing smile. ‘What do you want with me Michael? What is it that made you kidnap me and kill a federal agent?’ She couldn’t bring herself to look at Darryl anymore. She had to do this as quickly as possible. Be strong. ‘He betrayed me. Fucking Fed.’ He said coldly. ‘He’s not dead, though.’ He sneered as he glanced at Darryl’s body. ‘Not. This made me happy simply because it increased the chance that Rachel and I would be each other's partner.The bar had great music and the bartender made excellent drinks, which I sucked down like they were Kool Aid. Rachel and I caught each other up on all the events that had taken place in our lives over the last three years, and bullshitted about some of the people involved in those events. Before we knew it, it was after midnight and we were three sheets to the wind.We had been kinda.