“Hello Jack, how’s things going?” He asks.“Oh, so so.” Answered Jack.“Did you try what I showed you with your wife?”“Mmmm, yup, when I...got home, I thought I’d try it straight away. So I stripped off, got her clothes off, then I thought ‘what do i lay her on’ then I spotted the ironing board. So I lays her on that. Then I thought ‘what do I hold my left testical up with’ I know a piece of string from it to the light fitting, I just got on top of her when the ironing board collapsed. That’s why. Brian was amused everyone around him was butt naked on cold metal tables, most of them were in hysterics and he was the only one that mattered. OOH, THIS was getting….. INTERESTING!!!!! ‘So are you, whoever you are, the one that sent the cloaked craft that shut the crickets up?’ Brian snarled as the cold from the table started seeping into his joints. ‘Yes’ Said the voice as nonchalantly as any he had ever heard. ‘I hope that damn lake water corrodes your fucking HULL, not to mention that when. Deadening. Like his own flesh was just a shell. Hefelt that the magic was killing him bit by bit. The Sidhe bitch had saidso. They never lied. His mother had told him that.As Cas fought to stave off the call of oblivion, his gaze shiftedspectrum again. He could see the layer beneath the world, the magic thatfilled every rock and stone, plant and animal. "Gods...help me," Caswhispered to himself, as he forced the dying body from his fetalposition. "She promised I would live," Cas said,. They have big stuffed chairs for guys to wait and watch. You'll love the view the chairs have."After working on paperwork all morning, it was a pleasure to go to lunch with Tom, Zena, and Burt. Wanda and I enjoyed the three talking about their business and how surprisingly well it was doing during the poor economy.The lunch time interlude was a perfect way to relax. I was looking forward to a two-hour afternoon flight lesson today. John had from two to four open so I was going to leave when we.