Swinging from the north. Slowly, but surely, moving west. She saw a group of men moving towards the tunnel. Their leader was dressed like a businessma... down on his luck – suit astray, shirt untucked, hair unkempt. He looked forlorn. The one beside him on the other hand was animated with a frenzy, all smiles with the charm of a shark.In the businessman’s arms, a man – no, a boy, lay still. The compass pointed directly towards him, following his movement.She scowled in annoyance. She was too. All you have to do is enjoy. Why don't I get us each a cocktail and then we can turn on the television. The pregame show for the hockey game has already started.” I said, “Jeanne why don't I get the cocktails while you and Jack turn on the television and get settled on the couch.” I looked at Jack. “What can I get you?” Jeanne said, “He would love some of your Chivas and I would like a glass of Merlot.” “How do you take it Jack?” This time he answered. “On the rocks please, several ice cubes.”. They had drunk quite a few by that time and thinking was becoming a chore. “With Billy drunk like he is we should take him home and use that monster cock he’s supposed to have. Hell, you could even do research on him as a freak of nature. Besides, someone is going to have to help him home anyway.” Beth said to Alice. “I think we should capture him and keep him in Alice’s basement to play with.” Susan added. After a couple more drinks Alice said, “Let’s do it. Lets capture him and see if he. Would it become me Steve, him Stevie, or him being Jr? What a mess!Sue had a serene look on her face as she gazed down at our son. She looked at me and smiled warmly, and looked back down as his little mouth worked to bring the life giving juices to him. He worked very hard for a few more minutes and fell asleep. This was hard work for him.Sue was about to begin burping him, but stopped, held out a napkin for my shoulder, then held up our Stevie to me to burp. I put him on my shoulder and.