It would appear so simple, here’s a field, good grazing, put cows on it, money for old rope. Then the problems come, and suddenly it’s not so easy... Something those blokes in Westminster don’t think about.’ Abby was quiet for a while digesting the import of this. She like most people had thought that farmers led an easy life. It would appear that every day she was learning something new. Her opinions were changing dramatically. ‘You said something about the bridge and the limits on it. What. You should tell "bye! bye!" to them. ;)And that's not all...meet more of the right people. Speaking of which...it's time to talk again a little bit about women, sorry :PI mean, you should befriend with some women, hot ones, if possible. And why should you do that? Because, from what I've seen, a hot woman has at least one hot woman girlfriend, so...a hot female friend is something like...the "goose with the golden eggs" for me ;)Maybe you have this principle (like I did) that a man can never. Over my tongue, pushing back, pressure in the corners of my small mouth, jaws clenching at the pen, lips meeting each other.I crossed my wrists behind my back slowly. People passing by, not looking at me. Just tourists wrapped up in their own little adventures.I walked along the pier. It wasn't crowded, but plenty of people were about. Walking, talking, taking pictures. Would I wind up in a picture? Would someone download their photos and see me, wondering what I was doing? Would they. Benny lost first and removed his shirt, I lost and removed my shirt, this went on till we were both in our underwear. Benny had made a couple of more trips to the frig and I was pretty much drunk. I lost the next two and was sitting on the bed with nothing on but my socks. Benny was laughing as we played and I lost again 'well you won,' I said. Benny looked at me and said 'the game isn't over yet,' 'but I don't have anymore clothes to loose,' I laughed. Benny didn't say any thing but reach.