This gun is designed to chew through anything that is not made of metal; it made my little 12 gauge sawed off semi-auto seem like a childes toy in com...arison.Thinking about the guns made me feel a little better; it took my mind off the inevitable fight. I pulled my flack vest down a little, trying to settle it more comfortably over my chest. The thing is heavy, full of bullet proof plates and gels designed to seal wounds if anything actually pushes though it. Worse though is the helmet, big ill. So, Mr. Santa Claus, you won’t be fair if you don’t give me two this year. Ewww! What’s that smell?’ Hey, kid, you wear this get up, day after day. You will smell just like me. And the lines … I didn’t realize there were so many kids in this damn city. Worst of all were the parents. ‘I’m watching you, mister. You put one hand on my little girl and I’ll put you in jail. God, you smell awful! Do you live in a bar?’ Well, lady, you would smell too if you had to wear this damn suit and you, too,. "Not going to do this, Marshall," I said as I walked into the living room and sat down. "Not going to sit down for one of your psych evaluations," I said looking up at him."Tough," Marshall said as he sat across from me in the chair."I get it. Brittany is hard to get over. Hell, why do you think I kept my secret from her? Not because I was scared she was going to reject me. I was scared to lose her. However, I did, and I got over it." He grabbed my laptop from the table. I shook my head and. I stayed well away, but I still got a small whiff of the tear gas, probably from an eddy in the air. No-one should go out the back door for a while, until it is all away. Do my clothes smell of the stuff?” She sniffed and admitted, “There is a faint smell of the tear gas. I think you should strip and I’ll get you a complete change of clothing. All the stuff you are wearing should go in the wash immediately.” Obediently, Reg stripped naked, and Frances went to fetch a laundry bag, saying, “I’m.