The attitude started then and has only gotten worse. Jan screamed and ranted, but I refused to go. Jan, who went to a different school, said she was g...oing. I just laughed (big mistake) and said that it was my class reunion. She screamed so what, her friends were in my class and she would go with them. I gave up on that fight.The problems seemed to be getting worse as our anniversary was approaching. I began to wonder what was going on, and so I contacted some of my friends in the ex-GI network. She decided to be a little different from her "sister" in the way she acted around people. Where Manya was calm, confident and fully aware of her effect on others, Tanya acted as if naive, gullible and totally oblivious of her effect on others. The two had talked about it and decided it was a nice approach to take for Tanya, seeing as how no one knew her this would provide an opportunity for her to get the maximum fucking possible.If there were any doubt as to the validity of this assumption,. Unlike the first man, these two showed no sign of fear. Rather, their limbs twisted and their mouths opened and closed spasmodically as they continued to strive to reach the quarry that had resorted to such desperate means to escape them.The sickening thuds of flesh striking concrete had not yet faded when the two pushed themselves up from the ground. As they rose, the massive but bloodless lacerations that they had sustained in the fall closed shut and their bent and broken limbs straightened. "Well isn't this cosy" said Hazel. "Just Go Kev" I thought to myself but he picked up the glass she had poured and swallowed it in one. Hazel filled it again "Thirsty" she asked "mmmm" he replied "its nice"."So what work are we doing Mrs Wilkinson" Kev asked innocently. "Its nice work isn't it Steve ?" and looked at me, giving a wry smile. I nodded yet wanted to shake my head."Yes Kev its really good work. You can do it. I'm going home"Hazel gave me a scary look as I moved to the gate and left..