Jane said she was going to get me something special cos I work hard for us all and I deserve it. Thank love I said can’t wait till I’m home.my Bir...hday was on the Thursday and Jane said make sure you are finished by 8 cos my surprise was coming then, I thought she must have got some friends and family round and all going to sing happy Birthday! Well she didn’t.i was sat in my room all alone feeling a little down cos I was 50 and missing Jane. Well what happened next made every birthday and Xmas. As before, there was some discrepancy with the dream. He had a sudden suspicion."Battle Comp. Process PD. Execute," he sub vocalized."Acknowledged," he heard from his implant which allowed him to, 'hear', his built in computer, as well as receive signals from his ship's computer."PD is now fully implemented. Eighty percent capacity is now being utilized by this unit. Warning. 'Process PD' causes an extreme power drain. Cyborg capabilities are degraded significantly.He contacted his ship through. Progress! “Melissa.” Melissa!” She could muster up, “ummm, Oh, so good!”“Melissa, how big is your husband?”“Uh...” Pant. Pant. Then he pressed in and she screamed a little. “We were...stoned...one night. Uh, aaaaah.” Then Martin decided, if he wanted an answer, he had better stop moving for a moment. “We took out a ruler. Gasp. Martin, your penis feels so great in me. Oh...we...we measured like you’re supposed to do, from the top of the base to the tip. He was 5 and 3/4 inches, maybe 6 inches. When a breeze thinned the smoke, Seth could see the shells hitting near the houses and sending up geysers of dirt among the horsemen on the distant ridge. The crashing roar continued, shaking concussion followed by explosive blow.A few Union soldiers moved forward. Seth had expected a charge with horsemen galloping, swords raised, buglers straining and flags fluttering, men running. He was disappointed. It was just crooked lines of soldiers walking forward. Some had their rifle-muskets on their.