’ She reached across the table and took my hand, looked me in the eyes and said, ‘Nick, I want a guarantee that you’ll live with me, pay for my...life, even if I’m a bitch, even if I refuse to have sex with you, even if I steal from you. I want a guarantee you won’t leave.’ I pulled my hand back slowly and said, ‘No.’ She continued, ‘Mom, you have no guarantee that when Dad goes to Casper to the convention next month that he won’t meet up with some hottie and spend the three nights in her bed.. The Gastown area of the city. Still great shopping and food but less expensive, barely. Gastown is named after a seaman ( nsert joke here) named "Gassy Jack" Appropriately his prominent statue is perpetually covered in bird poop, a tourist "must see".Once there, she migrated to Calvin Klein's...of course, she did! I glanced at a dress in a nearby boutique, hideously splattered with splotches of many colors, like something found at a Jackson Pollack yard sale. It was honestly the ugliest. Present – Thom and the crew – At the warehouseThe TSIFFTS crew had no problem transporting the four of us to whatever location we requested. I asked them to slowly spool up the rotors and prepare to leave. If we can sneak out of here without that Stacy bitch knowing, all the better. But if she does find out I’m not too worried since our chopper is much faster than hers.I go to the door where only Jennifer and the crew can see me, notice the Stacy bitch is still busy getting her nose fixed and. Cawood, May 2nd in the year of grace 1349 – the celebrations went off well yesterday. Father Julian said mass in the church, and then we all sojourned to the tavern, while all the girls and boys of the village looked so sweet dancing round the maypole. A great beast was roasted on the village green for the feasting, and there was much laughter and carousing. Some of the older lads and lasses slipped away from time to time for a little merrymaking of their own – there are always a few more.