But you know how things like this take on a life of their own." I won't say anything," Tara assured him. "So Randi is like, I don't know, with you guy...." Every night Meredith spends here, Randi does too," Brock said. "When Meredith doesn't stay over, neither does Randi. Twice I have been with each of them alone. Even then, the other came over to spend the night with us." And you're complaining," Tara said. "I think I better burp or fart just so one of us is acting like a guy." It's not like. We were going downtown to Water Tower Place and do some shopping. We got back around dinnertime and stuffed ourselves on leftovers and sat around the fireplace. Once again, Carol's Dad broke out the bourbon. He enjoyed educating me on the complexities of good bourbon and was impressed that I was even interested at my age. Knowing I had one more night of "gifts" awaiting me, I went easy on the drinking. Around midnight, I went to my room. I had my own bathroom, so I decided to take a shower. Many of which had me dying in the hospital. It’s not the first time there were rumours of my death. At least this time, I have friends.At lunch, I go to the cafeteria. Once I collected my food, I take it to our table and then head to the table with the Jocks and their sluts. They grow silent as I approach. The closer I get, the quieter the entire cafeteria is. I stand at the head of the table and tell them, “I almost killed both your friends after they ran me over. I had multiple dislocations. I turned to go back and was aiming when I saw the female. She was struggling with two soldiers and another was using a whip. I growled as I pulled the throttles back to slow and then dropped the landing legs. Even before I reached the building and the landing pad I was sliding the canopy back.I pulled my pistol and lifted off the seat as the fighter spun and dropped to land and I extended the pistol. I aimed and fired and the man with the whip died as the bullet exploded through his back. The.