"He said, "It's time for us to move up anyway. We'll take our positions and get ready for the take down. You need to carry your fifty and have someone...carry your 308 for you. If we get to that point, I'll observe for you."Lisa said, "Give me your scope, John. I've trained as a spotter. I can do it for Chuck. I'll carry the scope and the 308. I'll be his jeep."John chuckled, but handed her the small field spotting scope. She attached it to her vest belt and shook to make sure it didn't make. She straddled him on the couch and started making out with him. I got a little bored until she removed her shirt and bra. He was nibbling her nipples when she looked at me and motioned for me to come to them. I was apprehensive. I walked slowly. When I got close enough she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward them. I was behind her to the side. I bent over and kissed her. She got off him and stood up. She pushed me on the couch and straddled me. We made out. She took my shirt off. I unbuttoned. "You having fun?" she giggled, seeing that he was clearly enjoying himself."Very much so, but I still feel like we are overdressed," he said facetiously, smirking at her."I'm shocked you even noticed what I'm wearing. You've been pretty distracted."Beck pointed his finger, tracing a circle around her chest. "Can you really blame me?" Suppose I can't," Sam said, undoing the front of her pants."Allow me, miss." Beck said in some faux British accent that made Sam laugh. He unzipped her pants and. I didn't know if I should leave to save my pride or stay because of my health problems and lack of insurance if I leave.Then as you may recall, I won a Power Ball jackpot of $12 million dollars. I had my son claim the prize in my grandson's name. I did this for two reasons. First reason: The prize is paid out in installments over 20 years. I may not last that long, but my grandson will. My son will see that I get most of the money every year until I'm gone. Second reason: At the time I won the.