“Yes, she did push in. She was gentle and made sure I was okay. I’ll be honest it wasn’t as big as you. We got into a new rhythm. As she pulled ...ut of me, I pushed into Steph and when I pulled out, Alex pushed into me. We were all fairly tired by then, but we were also all pretty high off what we had been doing. We all got a bit carried away, especially when Steph started to push up against me. Alex fell out, I fell out, but we got there and the inevitable happened. Luckily Steph was first and. Please?” Buttercup reminded me.“Well, you can ask him when you see him. Until then, you can piss on the ground while we walk,” I said.“I can’t even stop to squat, Sir?” Buttercup scrunched her nose.I asked her how she thinks Ponies piss and shit all day. I had seen Pony Doris spray what seemed like a half-gallon of piss while at a full trot without missing a step. She just let it drop while she was walking.“I guess you’ll be seeing me doing this soon enough,” she took a deep breath as if. That was one of the things he so loved about this place, along with its isolation. He was still deep in thought and the sound of his echoing footsteps leant an almost hypnotic quality to the surroundings as he made his way to Father McGuire's kitchen. He knew that he was a lucky man on two counts. The first was too have such a good friend, who would give him this sanctuary when he most needed it. The second was that his good friend was the parish priest of this 1,000 year old church, situated. I mean, that algebra. I was struggling because nobody really explained it. But you did. And now I get it." I'm glad I could help. Getting to have you as a friend makes it worthwhile to me." You're a good friend, Dan. It's nice to have someone..." You've got your grandma," I said."Yeah, I know, but sometimes I feel like if she'd REALLY had a choice, I wouldn't be there. I mean, all my life, she had me, on and off. But just like this weekend. I think that if I wasn't living there, she'd have a.