It was a little onebedroom home, not very large. He went inside and into the one cargarage. He found the nippers and it took some doing but he got th...shoes off. The house looked so welcoming to him. He missed it. He got into his car and soon was at an attorney's office. Heexplained everything to him and when he told him who his wife was,the attorney said he knew the lawyer who was her attorney. He saidhe would represent him and do his best for him if he really wantedhim to be his attorney.. She loved being fucked all day. As a nun, she had been somewhat ashamed of her big body and concealed her curves as much as possible. Now she wanted to show off.She decided to resign from the sisterhood and was going to give a month's notice so the church could find a replacement for her.She was thrilled when I offered to take her shopping for a wardrobe of revealing clothes the next day. I also promised to take her to a porn theater and show off her magnificent body to the dirty old men there.. If we have made appropriate preparations, taking into account all possible misfortunes, so that we shall not be lost immediately if they occur, we must boldly advance into the shadows of uncertainty.”– Carl von ClausewitzRed Hook Pier 12-Brooklyn Cruise Terminal:“Be very careful as you go up the stairs. Wait before you climb up more than half way. Allow the water to drain from you, wipe your feet. You don’t want to have tracks appearing behind you while you are cloaked!”“Yes Sgt. we will do as. . I mean, with a guy?" I asked.Dad smiled. "Well, you can either be the catcher or the pitcher," he began, using his hands to gesture. "With my boyfriend in college, I was mostly the catcher . . . but I now consider myself a pitcher." What do you mean?" I asked. I had heard these terms before and I thought I knew what he meant, but I wanted to know more."As catcher, you 'catch' the penis," Dad said. While saying this, he stood up and then leaned forward so that his butt was up in the air behind.