The trooper pulled up, walked up to the car and said, “Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes and it’s Friday. If you can give me a reason why you were ...peeding that I’ve never heard before, I’ll let you go.”The man looked at the trooper and said, “Last week my wife ran off with a State Trooper and I thought you were bringing her back.”The trooper replied, “Have a nice day.”While in line at the bank one afternoon, my kid decided to release some pent-up energy and started to run amuck.I was finally. For the first time, Brentt heard Sarachan breathe. "Brennnntt..." Sarachan hissed, as he began to move his hips, driving himself deeper. Brentt found himself pushed against the tree, his back arched so his chest was flat against the trunk, while his legs were still half a yard away from it. He felt Sarachan's nails dig into the soft hollows by his hips, the slight pop of released tension as they cut into him, the cool air stinging it just slightly. Sarachan reached forward to find Brentt's. ” “Wait a second…you mean we still have to sit around here waiting for Mike to pay up his loss to the bet? What the hell are you all planning?” Ted asked perplexed. “Don’t worry Ted. I know you will love it once it happens. For now, we just need to wait.” Tonya said back to him and then took her seat behind me. Tonya sat down behind me but didn’t say a word. Jennifer soon entered the house carrying the familiar backpack from the previous weekend. I looked around the room and the guys. ”“You’re a victim.”“Fuck off,” Brian said defensively. They walked on together in silence, and Emily was struggling not to show how uncomfortable she’d become. Brian didn’t swear much, and never at her. Playfully arguing back and forth with Brian over the past few years had become so typical for her, so natural, she could forget that there were still times where she really couldn’t just thoughtlessly run her mouth.“…Look, sorry,” he finally said, reluctance evident in his voice. He’d spoken up.