Mark and his family had stayed with us to talk about what he had been up to. He said that they had made several improvements on the sewage disposal un...its, and that the solar farms were now producing almost as much as the wind turbines. Mark said that even with the fuel availability, he was only using the generators for night operations for the airport.Mark spoke about how the airport and crew hotel had become profit centers. Mark said, "So many of the big shots and movie stars come here in. Do not collect two hundred dollars. Or in Westeros, it’s the knife or the black. Those are your choices. Castration or lifelong celibacy along a frozen wall of ice. Mind you, I would take the black myself, just because there’s some hope there. Castration, that’s the end of all hope. At least in terms of sex.”“I’d love to be a Mole’s Town whore or a Wildling, especially if I could grab you, yank down your black trousers, and take you by force,” Janine added, which really raised eyebrows. I presume by now you have the hang of my fantasy. In front of him, his wife and my girlfriend, I was one of the lads and his pal, while I secretly craved some sexual contact with him. Greg was straight, of that there was no doubt and I realised my fantasy was going to stay as that — a fantasy!One day, Greg and Marion arrived at our door with the good news. She was pregnant and all his hard work and shagging had paid off. She was now going to have a baby. Marion immediately went into "mother. But apart from that, and some blood loss, I was fine. After a couple days of being monitored, they released me, saying I would probably be more comfortable resting in my own bed. No argument here, I never liked hospitals much, always made me feel uneasy.Almost as soon as my Mom and I left the hospital, several reporters rushed us and began asking questions about my encounter with the wolf. Goddamn small town, no other stories to report on other than some high-schooler barely managing to survive.