I came in first, him trailing by 2 milli-seconds."Damnit!" He screamed, and threw down his controller. "Awww, wittle Adam got his wittle ass whooped."... I grinned. He pushed me over and I fell onto the floor. I stood up and he tackled me, screaming."Prick, I should've won but you totally pushed my controller before the race ended!" I don't know about that, maybe you just suck at this game." I smirked and Adam's face squinted up. I looked his face over carefully, inspecting every inch. His green. You and one of the prop guys, Willie, are looking over the motorcycle you were riding a few minutes ago. Luckily, you weren't between it and the hay bale you two extracted if from after you lost control. Filming some sort of chase scene around an airport for some action film, you don't really know what, or even who, you just take your cues "Jump over that, it'll blow up, then turn left and go around the building." A day of tight turns, jumps, and sliding crashes, most of them intentional, and. The rock music was loud and pulsating to the body. Most every head of the men and women in the bar were looking at this beautiful woman wearing a sexy black, nonexistent dress.“Once again, I think every pair of men’s’ eyes has fucked you.”“I can’t take them all on, I only want a few, say three or four,” she smiled in anticipation.“Cutting back, are you?” He joked.“Just a little.” She hit him with that wickedly sexy smile.Lisa led them towards an empty table, returning the smiles to several men. As it did, the temperature took a nose dive. The weather man let us know that it would be a big one. I showered and went to bed. Saturday would mean digging out. As long as the power stayed on, everything would be all right.At 1:30 am, I was awakened by a pounding on the front door. My groggy state caused me to take some time to cross the small house to the front. I switched on the light to find a former student, John, standing on the porch. The storm had heightened and he was wearing a.