I was going to suggest we drive back today. If we don't, then I only need to pull out a few things in the morning."John sighed. I let the silence grow...and felt no need to fill it. He eventually started packing his bags as well.When I was done, I went into the living room and turned on the television. I clicked through all the channels before settling for a rerun of a mindless sitcom. John came in and sat next to me on the couch without a word.I wasn't really interested in watching, but I didn't. ”The opposing team did what was unexpected by playing their seven first. I looked at our seven and he came to me, “This guy is probably better than me, but not you. He’s going to shit and freeze up and not do well as soon as we put you up against him. The guy can’t shoot worth a shit if he doesn’t feel dominant.”That was a truth as the lag was silly as he bounced his ball a foot off the bottom cushion.I broke and ran the first three racks. The fourth break only one sank, but the table totally. I had to pee bad by now so I moved myself from the tangle of arms, legs and bodies pinning me to the top sheet. I sat at the edge of the giant round bed we all shared to regain my balance. Just at the bathroom threshold I took a peek backwads to admire the succulant heap of finely weathered boobs, tits, mouths and asses that I had used for my enjoyment. It went down like this: on my stepmom's initiative we were booked into a woodsy hidden chalet in the hills for the weekend. On e inside we all. ”Steve interrupted to say, “Err, Carl, I think you mean Libel. Slander is verbal and Libel is written.“Yeah, I get those two mixed up. But I decided I could define the paper’s editorial policy as: The public has the right to know what type of person is providing them with their news. I may have to tailor that a bit so it comes across as me doing my readers a public service, but it is essentially what I thinking of doing.”Steve asked, “Then you intend to go after the reporters?”“Sort of. In.