"Hey, Sarge," Chase said as he walked into the barren CO's office."Good morning, Chase. Making your own hours?" the sarge asked in asserious a tone as... he could muster, always trying to come off gruff."Never! I hate traffic duty," Chase joked back. "I had a distressedmotorist on the way in." I know. I always check in on you rooks. Never know which of youthinks he can pull one over on the rest of us." Uh-huh," Chase said and waited for the sarge to continue, perhapsadding how he didn't have to. After all the greetings, we were along in her room. She had begun to refer to me as her little sister a long time ago, and I did nothing to stop it."Hey sis. I brought you a present." She tossed me two boxes. I eagerly unwrapped them. Each was a container of six large plastic bottles. "What's this?" Stolen medicines. I got them from a guy in the pharmaceutical school." What are they? I opened each of the bottles.Lark sat down on the bed next to me. She held up one case. "This is estrogen. It's. It just sucks. I hate driving a stick. Stick SHIFT Brett. As in a truck with a clutch. Don’t get any ideas.” “Too late. You know me. You know that any teenage guy can turn anything said into a sexual desire at a moment’s notice. Sorry. I’ll calm my thoughts. We gotta get this shit done.” “Yeah, I want to get this done. My dad said he doesn’t need his truck back until tomorrow, but hopefully it won’t take that long.” “I hope not, we’re only moving you like five minutes away right?” “Yes, but. He placed the pillow in the chair. Tonya shook her head, and scooted the pillow off of the chair onto the floor in front. She pointed at the pillow on the floor. "Sit." Julian sat on the pillow with his back to the chair. Tonya shook her head again, this time moving her finger in a circle, as if to say, 'Turn around.' Julian obeyed, and sat Indian style, facing the chair. "Legs under the chair." Julian unfolded his legs, and placed them under the chair. Tonya moved behind the chair, and.