The troops pour out of the buildings to take up positions in their prepared fire-points within the compound. Unlike the others they have some heavy we...apons as well as all their small arms in the barracks with them, so they come out fighting. Exiting their buildings they see people moving about in the smoke, so they open fire and kill hundreds of their own troops as none of the Claymore are inside the base at this time. Many special troops in the prepared fire-points are killed by delayed. " Jason, I know your schedule. Your last class ends at eleven. I'll see you there promptly at twelve thirty."Cheryl was a good yenta. It was hard to tell her 'no'. I arrived at the small cafe just off campus at the appointed hour. She saw me coming and met me half way."This girl's something special. I'm sure you'll like her, Jason."She held my hand in a bear-trap grip as she dragged me toward the table.It was Debbie. She had a funny expression as I sat down. Cheryl excused herself, leaving us. . yawn, yawn, double yawn. But on the bright side, you're really curious what the sex-fiend craziness that is Luran would do to this fookin' nerd.You look at your pocket watch. Is it almost lunchtime already? You better get a move on with this decision.The second CV belongs to a 23-year old woman named Mandy Otway. Looking at her photo, you're surprised she doesn't sport purple hair or a nose ring. You'd pegged her down as one of those what-wave-are-we-on-again feminists. Indeed, feminism is. Carol got up and started for the door, shedding her robe as she went. ‘Last one in’s a rotten egg,’ she said over her shoulder. Nude, her bountiful breasts dancing, she raced across the lawn. Stacey and Rita looked at each other, then they doffed their clothes and followed their friend out the cabin door. Soon all three of them were laughing and splashing in the pond’s clean, cool water. Carol and Rita moved to Stacey, who was standing near shore in water up to his waist. One woman positioned.