.." One hundred twenty?" I thought. Oh -- yeah. --He's counting the post-season, right up until last night."I haven't looked it up," Paul continued, "...ut if they beat us again, it'll be 121 wins, and I'm pretty sure that nobody's ever won 121 games in one season before. I mean, we've only been doing this three-round playoff thing for a few years now. Not too many teams have really had the chance."But, Gentlemen, that's a whole lotta fucking baseball games! They're good -- no mistake!"Well, none. There was a dim memory of being married, though it seemed to belong to someone else. The husband idea was probably from a favorite soap, on television. The idea became too difficult to tackle and she giggled, forgetting all about it. ‘I don’t have a husband, sir,’ Candy eventually answered. This was going to be more difficult to handle than he first thought. If she continued to flash her ass at him, he would have to leave. These teasing women were all the same. If he dared touch her she would. The confidence she'd felt earlier was gone; her hands were shaking, the palms damp. When the Voice spoke, she inhaled sharply."Daughter..." Yes, Lord." When you walked through the valley of the shadow of death, you were not afraid, were you?" No, Lord." Fear is natural. But when I lead you, I will protect you. You trusted and you obeyed, and seven innocent souls are safe because of your obedience. Twelve other souls have had a shock and may in time come to repentance. One doomed to destruction. And if they enjoyed what I had to offer and recommended me to others that was an added bonus.After wide ranging experiences in condos, units, houses and second-rate hotels I now insist on five star hotels, preferably the honeymoon suite of my favourite hotel. “My man Claude wants me to watch him suck a really big cock while we are here on holiday,” Mandy tells me on phone in an obviously English accent.“And then he wants to watch the same man fuck me.“Can we make an arrangement for you to call.