" The chair itself is really nice. There is room enough for two people sit in it side by side. My parents got it just for me. They are very picky abo...t where it is. I’m not allowed to move it at all. In fact they really don’t like me moving the TV stand or my chair or most of the furniture in the living room. When they go out they always make sure I’m in my nightgown so that if I get tired while they are gone I can just go right to bed. After they go out I usually get the box of movies and pop. When I was done I reloaded the double rifle and slipped into the forest and headed east.The bones in my right hand ached and so did the wrist and forearm. The sun was on the horizon when I walked out and headed to our positions. A sergeant frowned when he saw me, “where is your unit?”I smiled, “we work alone.”He snorted, “no one works alone in Hell.”I removed my pack and gestured and he came closer and looked in when I opened it. He stared and then looked at me, “that is from a demon.”I nodded. In some cases, I get a chance to talk to young c***dren, teenage folks, around my age people, and older fellow whenever I deliver the mails to every house I go into. They just give my life more meaning and fun.Whenever I talk to c***dren, it always goes to the topic of things in school, which is kind of flattering knowing the fact that I had been once like them. For the teenage folks, sweet love and bullies which I can relate for somehow and it’s nice to share to them a few of my experience.. Tell me what he tastes like". She replied " hide! We're almost there and I haven't mentioned you yet."I hid in a closet in a guest bedroom. It seemed like forever. Eventually they stumbled in the door. My skank wife took him directly into our bedroom. There was quite the commotion. Plenty of lip smacking and heavy breathing. I heard him talking gently to her. I peaked out and looked down the hallway. The door was open. I could see the back of her head bobbing. She was still fully clothed. She.