You know they blew the elevator here already and I'm sure some one will try something at least once. We think the place is pretty tight but some of th...se guys that are coming at us are good. They are smart too so just be careful and be watchful. You've been trained for this, use that training."He turned to me, "I have the entire training series on protection for witnesses and relocated personnel coming. I want Bobby to review it and for you to do the entire course. Use the PC here and log into. Bob Bowers showed up and added his perspective. He’d warned me I was a piece in a minor religious war between the Jesuits and the archdiocese. I thought the only skirmish I was involved in was getting the commission. I was beginning to see a bigger picture, but still wasn’t sure what to think about it. Monsignor Grundy, the Vicar General, had taken personal offense at the Jesuits’ independent stance.“It’s done. They will be here Tuesday,” Clarice said.“Who will?” I asked.“Erika and Gerhardt. “Holy shit,” he whispered. “She’s like a tank. A tiny pink tank.”Vic didn’t know the half of it. You could stop tanks. But Becky was unstoppable. Invincible. She put her glasses back on and stretched her massive quads as Courtney continued to apologize. “All my life I’ve hated how it feels when men try to objectify me as some kind of sex doll. And I did the same thing to you. It was wrong and I’m sorry.”Becky looked confused. She wasn’t emotionally mature enough for this sort of discussion, and. It wasn't surprising that women of c***d-bearing age began advertising for---and paying big bucks to---the 6% of guys who still had "Baby Formula," as it came to be known, residing in their balls. My 20-year-old son Prager was one of those guys, and had earned more than enough money in the first four months ALONE so I could retire early!What was [/i] surprising were the number of post-menopausal women who also wanted stud service. Turns out my wife Doreen was one of them!I came home from a few.