Perfect time for an ambush.Kay was taking a nap in her bedroom, when she was suddenly awakened by gun fire. She leaped out of bed and ran down the hal...lway toward the living room. There was gunfire, lights, people shouting, it was so confusing. She stopped in her tracks when she heard the back door being opened. She started to turn around and ran back to her bedroom.“Kay, Kay?”“Luca!” she cried out.“I am here Kay.” He ran over to her.“I thought you were gone!” she reached out for him.“I never. I nodded. "We're playing Henderson. The team needs me," I replied, thenconsidered my words. "Well, they need Darren." Yeah. Henderson sucks," Sammy muttered. I laughed in my female voice."Sammy, you shouldn't talk like that in front of your auntie." Iplayfully scolded.Sammy didn't reply, but stared at the cigarette between my gloved fingersfor a moment. "My P.E. teacher says athletes don't smoke and smokersain't athletes," he finally said.I self-consciously flicked the ashes of my cigarette out. Getting supplies was me Nick amd Mary Ellen. We has about 10 folks on the deck maybe 40 yards away. Before walking to the shed I wispered into Nicks ear "I'm going to get her to screw you." which got me a wink and a nod in return.". Mary Ellen is getting limes and tonic water from the fridge. I motion Nick inside with a wave of the hand and say "Did you guys read the end of my story?" And I get a look from Mary Ellen which basically re-told all the crap she gave me for posting her name. I. Built in the 30s, this area is mainly visited by the locals of South Amsterdam and is especially known for its wonderful cheese, wine and chocolate shops as well as a variety of clothing stores ranging from inexpensive to sheer luxury and somewhat out of my price range completely.As I wandered the area, I came across a small boutique which appeared to specialize in leather clothing, very feminine dresses and what I would consider “butch” style clothing. Curious, I pushed the bright red door.