When there was no reaction from either of the two objects of ridicule, the other three Indians guided their horses toward where their fellows were lyi...ng.They had just realized that the two men were dead when bolts found two more of the warriors. One was killed, outright, and the other was seriously wounded with a belly-shot. The third man screamed, "DEMONS!" and tried to flee. He was cut down with two bolts before he could escape. The attackers could see that the wounded man was going to die. “Kimber McBride. We met at your pool years ago. I was...” Her smile faded. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to ... Addison was one of my best friends in middle school.”“Kimber? That Kimber? I remember you.” My mind did a quick calculation. She should be, what, eighteen or nineteen now? “How are you?”Her smile returned. “I’m fine.” She looked me up and down. “You look like you’re doing well, too.”“Looks can deceive.” From behind me, the counter server got my attention, passing me the precooked meal. Then I told her I could go with her and see whatever we could do. My sweet wife entered her boss office and found him sitting in his desk, another man besides him.Her boss was named James, a bald young man, always seemed disgusted with himself and of course, with everybody around him. The other man was Davis, the Deputy Manager, a huge black man who was always flirting with my sweet wife, trying to convince about a good fucking session, but Ana had sworn me that she never had the intention to. It was a fairly small, circular table. All the jocks sat on the chairs and their girls sat on their laps. And I’m talking quite north of the knee. There had been stories of hidden hand jobs being given at the table, but no one had ever been caught. I looked behind us and saw the very ass that was about to sit on me. I smiled. “Hey everyone!” Sarah shouted, greeting all the jocks, cheerleaders, and other popular students. I ignored everyone, and sat down in the closest chair. Sarah jiggled over.