Their number and condition has stressed the CSG's medical staff. We are counting on you to be ready for their arrival. My Chief of Staff will call you...shortly, to make sure you get all the support you need to accomplish the task. Good evening, Commander."The looks on the faces of the escorts around the table was one of amazement. Mr. Bartlet looked at them and smiled. "We will talk about this in a minute. My Chief of Staff needs to know about his new responsibility." The group watched as he got. His scrotum would split open and a vagina deepen into a womb, while his penis continued to shrink until it was just a nub, a clit at the top of his little slitch. Twitch. Twat. Cunt, cunny, pussy, monkey, _girl-thing_. He breathed in, inhaling a bubble of carbonation, then, bursting into a coughing fit. He wondered if he could figure out a way to pound himself on the back as he staggered around, coughing and choking before finally getting control of himself. Boy, now there is a hell of a way to. In the distance I saw the engineer gawking and then heard the shrill whistle of the train. I began to paddle Jane's wonderful naked bottom cheeks. The paddle fell rapidly alternating from one globe to another. Jane for her part really got into the action and struggled in my grasp, twisting her bottom and acting every bit the unrepentant spanked child. Jane isn't know to be a big crier, but for this occasion she mustered everything she had and howled like a banshee. Even with the roar of the. A typical log sheet for a meter square: 'Level 1= 0 to 10cm. Roots. Black topsoil trending to grey. Pebbles in the screen. Bagged: No. 12.'When the log sheet is completed the sheet is inserted in the Field Notes.Each 10cm level is described because it's as important to know what's NOT there, too.Digging on down to:'Level 35=90cm to 1 meter. Grey dirt, well compressed. Cicada core continues (see map 35) 1cm x 1cm. willow charcoal in the screen. Bag 36, Envelope1, ' Professor's note: Shame on.