I said: “Late tonight, I come in your room and we can watch it together.” He smiled big. I then kissed him softly on his neck and whispered in his...ear: (“I just loved the very last special picture. Were you thinking of me when you did that?”) He got embarrassed and said quietly….”..yes..” ...I said: (“That was very sweet of you. You made me feel very special. I have some ‘special‘ things for you tonight.”) I looked down, and there is was again, a big boner in his pants. A son that‘s ‘hot. Uh-oh, I might be guilty of that! Mr. McCall was very careful to establish the date of the killing, etc., then he played his bombshell. He called in the clerk who had made out the paperwork making Caleb Hopkins a federal officer and had him testify to the date the appointment was made. That date was two weeks after the duel. The judge slammed his gavel down and declared that the charges must be dropped against me. Nearly everybody in the court room stood up and cheered, including the. She couldn’t wait to try that out, likely on Friday night. But tonight was Wednesday and she had Rufus and the boys to blow followed by the Warthogs hockey team that Jo blew every Wednesday at around eleven. She’d just have to dream about working the street for now. For the moment, she was just too busy.“How do I look?” she asked me as she got out of the car and brushed the seat of her jeans with her hands.“Great!” I told her. And Mike and Jeff, the cameraman and soundman who were accompanying. And listen... I’m talking to you. You know who you are. Yeah, YOU! What the hell did you think would happen when you consistently planned your private quiet time so that you could log onto a chat site? Did you think you were safe hiding behind a keyboard? That your fears and unhappiness and emotions wouldn't be sitting there with you? That you would simply confess your desires to strangers and remain detached? Granted, there are some out there who can heartlessly pretend to be involved and.