Texted my girl the power was on and we were takin a breather, she should just hang at her dads till I got done w John. She said ok, what do I want for...lunch? Instead of telling her John, I told her I didn't know and she should get whatever she wants. Thumbs up, kiss emoji.Came upstairs and told him I had his stuff."Hey Josh, just put everything by the sink in here!" Sure thing!" I figured he was still clothed and was waiting for his backpack. He was not.This beautiful black man had peeled off. “Let one of the others look after her.”I pecked Sean on the cheek and closed the car door. It was nearly dark when I got to the gym. I was in my powder blue soccer shorts and tank top, the larger size that are issued to counselors. I was admiring my shoulders and triceps when Becky walked in. She was in her sweatsuit and pigtails, but she wasn’t wearing her glasses. “Hi Megan,” she said. “You look really hot in that outfit. Nice delts.”“Thank you, Becky,” I said. “And I appreciate that you have. They also each had one of the spare .36 caliber pistols they were carrying.The shotguns, despite the fact that they were muzzleloaders were very effective at procuring game for our family. I know I wouldn't want to be shot with one. They had some bird shot, but mostly they had buckshot.The Wombles also had a good supply of powder and bullets. They had thought ahead and all weapons were the same calibration. I had about 400 caps for the pistols and shotguns. I also had a mold for the bullets,. As Mitch and Stanley made their way toward the Lakeshore district, traffic slowed until it came to a grinding, grid locked, halt about one-half mile from their target zone. Turning in his seat, Stanley said, "Looks like we're hoofing it from here, Uncle." Oh boy, am I looking forward to this jaunt. Let's see if we can find a Drug store first. I'm already feeling the need for Epsom Salts settling in ... in a big way." Replied Mitch, with a wry grin.TUESDAY 8:55 A.M. News Stand Wabash & Van.