He says he will pay me five hundred if I can get it running before their trip to the lake this coming weekend. So I say, "Well why not? I can use the ...oney." So I go get in my piece of crap S-10 and head to his place. He lives about two miles from town. As I'm driving just out of the city limits I get a text from John saying - we're gonna be working outside close to the pool. I think to myself, hey if I get too hot I'll just jump in the pool and cool off. I pull into his drive way, get out and. I heard about her mother being drunk insensible most nights, but hey, that was OK because nobody knew, and sometimes her father hit her mother, but that was OK too because nobody knew, and how Dan was OK and approved as her boyfriend because he was a jock and went to the same church and his father was in the same clubs and because he was in the same viginity pledge thing that she’d had to sign up to when she was like twelve but also like and perhaps this most of all because he was rich and like. "He's certainly taking his time" she thought.Her turn again to remove his garment; She went for his pants, lowering the zipper but noticing the tenting in front of his pants. She lowered the pants and tried to kiss him the same way but with his hairy legs they both broke out in childish giggling. She settled for a feather-touch caress around his ankles. Now he stood in his t-shirt and boxers. Ordinary stuff, except for the pulsing tent at the front.He embraced her again, fumbling a little at. That one stopped and everybody got out and had a piss call on the side of the road. I didn’t get a good count, but it looked like a short company, pure infantry. Lots of AKs, not much else.”Great! I had two companies of Sandinista infantry in the area, and that meant at least a battalion around us.I looked back down at the road map. The road we were on wasn’t marked, although Santa Maria de los Milagros was a small dot on a larger road. That road ran north. If we skirted around the town.