If you are going to win, or just even hold your own, you need to know who you’re going up against, and what they have planned. In the Army you can a...d espionage to the mix. That’s a bit frowned on in the business world, at least if you get caught, so we avoided that, but I knew of companies that did it.Why should politics be any different? Andy Stewart was not going to conduct a gentlemanly campaign, not against Bill Worley, who had already announced a primary battle, and certainly not in the. One evening we had some friends over ..well I did they where all guys. I had her wear a short denim mini and a white tank top. Oh and socks with the little pink balls on back and her pink and white tennis shoes, that's all. All us guys where talking trash about our trucks and girls. We all had been drinking beer all afternoon and we where getting kinna loud. My wife came in the den to bring me a cold beer and I grabbed her and made her set in my lap, but by doing so her legs spread wide open. He took a deep draw feeling the harsh cheap tobacco burn his throat. His last smoke, would it be his last smoke? He wondered. Life he knew was uncertain and precarious. To divine its course was the devil’s work. Even the preacher had no idea who would live and who would die. Of that John was certain. John moved back inside the saloon and Dusty motioned with his eyes towards the stairs. John picked up his cowboy hat. His boots made rough sounds as he ambled across the wood floor to the stairs.. Both Adam and Kev got their phones out and dialled through for a taxi. "Ten minutes," beamed Kev."Bastard! mine's twenty," groaned Adam.Adam lived in the south of the city, Kev and Carly to the north. So on this bench was where they always left each other on a Saturday night. Kev's phone pinged and he jumped up, "this is ours." They both leapt into the taxi laughing, giving Adam the finger through the window."Bastards," he laughed.He checked his phone, still no text. The crowd was now slimming.