”Tasha and I got up from the table, and fortunately, the blood had flowed out almost as quickly as it had flowed in, and nothing was obvious. We wen... into the sitting room and sat on the loveseat.“Why were you fighting so hard to control a smirk?” Tasha asked.“Nothing really,” I said evenly. “Just an image of you and me covered with fudge ... and licking it off.”Tasha blushed slightly and laughed, “You are VERY «некультурный»!”“Oh, and our conversation before wasn’t?” I asked.“Perhaps,” she. As far as he could see it was possible that it could be repaired, but that would take considerable time and effort.The second thing he picked up was the emergency beacon from the surface of the planet."Yes! That means that the Scout won't be able to simply kill everyone on the planet for fear that they'll kill the pilot too. That is certainly going to annoy the Captain! One way or another he's going to have to put men on the surface. That should give me a little more time," he thought to. I cut quite a path through the third grade," I shot back, trying to hold my own with little success.Of course, it didn't work, I got kidded and teased but it was fun and they were fun.So, at lunch on Friday, when Judy asked me if I wanted to come by her house after work for a little TGIF get together including Lisa and Carol and a few other guys, I thought it would be fun and eagerly accepted. A real grown-up party.When I got there, I did go home first to change, there were several cars out. I stepped in, and there he was, in the bed.If I had changed since I had last seen him, he had changed almost as much.Gone was the muscular man who made me so afraid as a child, and now allthere was left was an old man, turning yellow from liver damage, and I lostevery resentment I held in me at that moment."Hello. Do I ... know you?" he said."Kind of. You helped raise me. But I've changed a lot since then. Last timewe saw each other, I went by Thomas." Son of a ...So what do you want? To gloat.