Once. Twice. Three times. One pierces my protective gear and lodges into my chest. I fall to the floor and bleed. I can do nothing else. With the fami...liar sound of fire I hope that my friends aren’t getting hit as well. They say I laid on the floor bleeding for an hour before the fight was over. This other guy who transferred from another unit wasn’t as lucky. I am still alive. The alarm clock rung and woke me from my dream. Turning over and groaning, I was going over the bad dream in my head.. Pam sat with me at the dining table whilst the girls made us a nice drink with bacon, eggs, tomatoes, mushroom and toast for brekky. The meal was very nice. I complemented the cooks. Pam replied smiling “Well with the way these ladies enjoy your pleasure, you do need to keep your energy up?”We all laughed. I held her hand and said “One day you will find someone, don’t you worry or get upset about it.” Pam look at me with a look of I wished it would hurry up.Standing up I mentioned “Well lets. What with one thing and another, it was hard to keep the guest list down for the second party. No one knew how many people had actually shown up for the party, but the house was jam-packed. The party reached a critical mass of its own accord, and sort of got out of hand. Harold and LeRoy, the town cops on duty that night, got called to the scene three times before it died down, but they got paid back by making three DUIL busts of homeward bound party-goers.Needless to say, when the party was. Don't be such a sissy. Before you know it, she'll have you playing with her dolls."I said nothing further, but decided to play it by ear with my new neighbour.David and I had a chequered history. At times he was a good friend whilst at others he acted purely out of self-interest, demonstrating little consideration for my feelings. I consistently resisted his attempts to draw me into misbehaviour, even sometimes acting as a brake on his compulsive wrongdoing.The next time I saw the girl, she was.