”“I call them as I see them,” she said flatly. “He’s a bad person, and you can’t trust him.”“You just don’t know him like I do. And ...ust because you can’t read his thoughts doesn’t make him untrustworthy.”She bit her lip to keep from arguing, but when we reached the car, she said, “After you help him fix his girls, I don’t want you to have anything to do with him again.”“I’m sorry? I must have heard you wrong. It sounded like you were giving me an order.”“Call it what you want. He’s a bad. And you have been feeding us and letting us sponge beer almost every night. How can friends charge a giving friend for a little time," Charlie said almost looking watery eyed."He has been getting some of my prime, biker bitch pussy pretty often though. That's probably a fair exchange," Shawna laughed."Riiiight," said Charlie. "Like you could have resisted that monster that's swinging between his legs you wanton slut. Besides, it's been a fair swap, Kathy, Double-D, Ruth and Sue. I just love. Angela was tired so I told her she could just hang out at the hotel and I'd go out and explore the area. She asked if I'd be OK and I told her not to worry. I had a sly smile on my face so I think she knew what I was up to. She's seen me in action enough to know when I was getting my slut on. The server gave me his number so I passed it along to her in case I disappeared. He picked me up just after four and we left in his car. He had an SUV with plenty of room in the back. We were driving. The secret of the landing location was a great success and it was a key element to the allies winning the battle and eventually winning the war in Europe. Of course, the poor fellows in that first wave had only a slender chance of survival, but they did their best to get across the open terrain of the beach butchery looking for some sort of cover or concealment but finding none at all.The bodies littered the sand and the bubbles on the shoreline were pretty pink with the blood of the fallen.