"Swaggert let out a roar and swung at Jeff's belly with a bowie knife he had been using to threaten the swamper. I didn't even have time to think, I j...st reacted automatically. I drew and put a bullet through Swaggert's chest and was aiming to fire again when the bully fell to the floor. Well, that was the end of that confrontation.Jeff called to the bartender to send somebody to fetch the marshal, but the bartender said that the town didn't have one. However, he did thank us for ridding the. Those were actual events and we really enjoyed them. Everything comes to an end, and so did our relationship with them. The sex played a part, but mostly we all just grew apart. I continued my Naval career and moved with my family to the West Coast, and they moved to the East Coast and pursued careers of their own. But I often wonder what might have been had we been able to stay together. I can imagine many different scenarios, but my favorite fantasy follows:The four of us got together on. The swell was gaining momentum, I knew it would be a good ride. Just relax, wait for it, let the wave do the work. Just a bit more, he slid in, I popped up, wrapped my legs around him, perfect, right on the sweet spot. I was on, he was in, deep, committed. For now, I was rushing the face, almost like falling, speeding down, getting ready to edge a turn and carve the wave. My hands reached behind him, grabbed and pulled him further into me. This was no cruise, it was a full on rush of a ride and. Bimbojuice transformation happens fast, but not so fast that you can't watchit. At first, the only thing I could see was that the hair on my legsand chest was retreating into my skin, making it smooth. Lookingcloser, though, I observed my legs and feet shrinking. This was almostimperceptible at the beginning, but soon became unmistakable. Then,only a few seconds later, many things started happening at once.A shot of dizziness overcame my head and, as usual at this point, itfelt like I might.