I can't help but think, this man deserves to know. He has opened his home and his heart to me. He has made a stand for me. The least I can do is tell ...im why. Why I am like this."Alright," I say quietly. "I will tell you." Thank you," he says just as quietly.How to start, I think to myself. Why not just start at the beginning. The time before my world went mad. So I say. "I was just some kid. I did not know any of these things growing up." What-?" Nimrod starts to ask, I shush him."I need to. She ran her hands over her body, down her sides and back up to cup her ample breasts, lifting and squeezing them together as Dominic watched with rapt fascination. Slowly humming a haunting melody, she swayed to the music she was making, obviously enjoying the feel of her body through the fabric of her gown. Her hands were everywhere, roving all over her body, kneading and stroking and caressing. As she reached behind her to find the fastening of the gown, the fabric pulled tight across her. The other Mexicans in the bar were all watching as well but they were smart enough to blend into the background because they suspected Tricky Dick and his sidekicks, myself included, were spoiling for a fight and had no reason to restrain themselves because everyone knew there was no law south of the Rio Grande.Dutch moved to one of the tables and sat down he was that tired after his hard ride south. Of course, one of the bottles went with him and after a short while The Kid joined him in the. My... Liz just surprises me sometimes. Anyway, one of our accountants from overseas saw it. She's in Oz. She said it steamed up her screen. These stories are read by English speakers all over the world. She got suspicious and sent it to me because the chapters are set here in the Midwest. She thought all the Red Councils should know about it, starting with ours." "Thanks, Kyra. I'm intrigued about what it could do for us. I've been thinking we could find some way to use a website for.