He wouldn't let us save money by coming together as each other's guest, so we've dragged Jon and Julie out on the coldest night of the year!" Yes, it'... certainly what Private Frazer would call a 'braw bricht moonlicht nicht', isn't it?"We all recognised the 'Dad's Army' reference, and laughed."We're dooooomed!" No, Miss Carter, the food shouldn't be quite that bad! I'm teasing you, I'm as big a fan of 'Dad's Army' as Hamish is. I remember seeing John Laurie doing Shakespeare before the war when. ” “Not unless they gave me an ownership stake in the place, which would really be more of a headache than it is worth. So maybe not this time, but after I retire and buy the place, we will see.” Justin just rolled his eyes, stripped off the rest of his clothes, and headed for the shower. Scott’s cock had finally decided to descend to somewhere around half-mast, so it was safe to drop the towel and try to get his underwear on. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out the red cotton thong he had. And so, I ventured out one Sunday afternoon to listen to a presentation to the Linnean Society that concerned a chap named Charles Darwin. I had been reading somewhat extensively on the resemblance or relationships between the several species, as for example, the lion and the tiger, and wondered why it was held that each species was created separately. Of course had I mentioned this aloud I would have been categorized as a pagan. Thus the presentation served two purposes: One it had whetted my. The week before Christmas Sarah called me and asked me to take her to a party at Judy Simmons' house that Saturday night. Judy was another of the other paralegals at the firm and was a good friend of Sarah's. I wasn't to crazy about the idea of spending time with the lawyers I had worked with but Sarah said that none of the lawyers from the firm had been invited to the party so I agreed to go with her. I figured Sarah just wanted a ride to the party and someone to have sex with after, which was.