Tes treated their wounds and placed them on life support to await further treatment by Redi when she arrived back at the compound. Tes feared that eve...n with the use of Redi's micro rebuilding machines many, many months would be required to restore the three to health if they could be at all.The four Vigger ships had been crewed by a total of two-hundred men of which only thirty had survived and ten of these were so gravely wounded they were put on life support and joined Jake, Autumn, and Tasha. "Hey Ray, he's awake," said one of them. Ray the guy I had punched in the mouth, came in front of me. "How do you feel?" he asked."Like I got clubbed in the head," I smirked."Here, take these," he said. He showed me a sealed bottle of Motrin. He took the top off and then unsealed it and gave me two of them. I swallowed them and then he actually held a cup up to my mouth so I could sip water to wash them down."Why are you being nice to me?" I asked."Anna does not want you hurt in any way," he. I thought “sausage” and “worm” and “hot dog” but none of those fit. Worm was the closest, because the skin looked like the skin of a worm, but it was too short and fat to be a worm. My dad had taken me fishing with him one time, and the night crawlers we used for bait were long and skinny.“You wanted something?” he asked. I could tell he was trying to act normal, but was flustered. That actually made me feel a little better.“Um ... I ... ah ... came to get a ... um ... good night hug,” I. Even though I identify as bisexual, there’s very little sexual activity going in my life. I don’t inhabit the collegiate paradise that I create for the men and women in my stories. I live in the brutal and treacherous realm known as the real world. I am fortunate enough to attend a school that has an equal number of men and women among its student body and a large ratio of racial and ethnic minorities. Most colleges and universities across America aren’t so lucky. Most schools are.