“Love you loads, honey, but talked it over with Francis and decided to make you wait another thirty minutes. Your naughty wife, Sue xx”I held my ...ead in my hands. This was sweet torture. She was killing me. I was so glad we were only playing this game for a single night, as I don’t think I could cope with more of this kind of torture. Sue was just a little bit too good at playing this game and twisting the knife, another reason to be thankful this was a one night only show.Finally at. Let me stress that their combat training in no way provides them with the skills to actually be on a combat team, but neither are they pushovers when it comes to a fight. Everyone, and I do mean everyone, has to qualify on the range every six months. And that doesn't mean that they just go out and fail and then are coached through the course until they manage to shoot a minimum passing grade. Everyone has to put in at least eight hours on the range every month. If you have been off-world, and. Let's clean up and take a break."Joseph and I showered and so did the twins. We all went out and smoked on the patio, and made small talk. When we got back in the room, Dawson rolled another fat blunt and we passed it around. As the joint made its last round, Dawson asked if we were ready for round two. Dustin wanted to know if we wanted to stay with them or head back to the party. Joseph and I agreed their room was much more interesting than the party.Chapter 2Contest Winner, and Then SomeWe. But don’t worry. That doesn’t happen. I’ve figured that out already. This life force thing that keeps my Spirit alive has more to do with my inner strength than my no longer, physical strength.Although at its base level, I did get an interesting rejection of my presence in her body. “Who the fuck are you!” was her immediate response. Or rather her Spirit’s reaction to my intrusion. She was still deeply sedated and yet her Spirit was right there and it had the strength to want to fight me.