We unloaded it into the museum so we could sort through our travel equipment one more time. It was our last chance to get it right, and that might mea... survival or not.We emptied out packs and spread the contents into three stacks. We carefully assured that we had multiple changes of socks and underwear and two changes of outerwear. Every pack had the essentials needed for survival if we were separated.The hardest part was giving up Dad’s guns and other duplicate items that had strong. There's no reason to be shy with me. That's a nice bottle of wine. The soft music is soothing, and the candles... nice touch. Go ahead, sit back and relax. Take a deep breath and let your mind go. You've read through the stories countless times, your favourites are bookmarked in that special web folder you keep, the inspiration you seek at times like these....Mmmm... another sip of wine and you can feel the day's tension slipping away. With a sigh of true relief, you can focus on you and you. “Against magnetised iron ball bearings No, not really. Plus they still have to cross the nulled areas,” Arch replied.“I’d wait until they get their army on the walkways and set them off just before we counter-attack,” Hinnit suggested.“It’s a thought,” Arch mused. “We’d need some other distractions though to ensure they don’t check their work.”“RPG’s against the watchtowers, plus charges thrown over the bars to damage the walkway,” I suggested.“We could even use nulled RPG’s now,” Hinnit. Phil grabbed a set of pillows and tossed them next to the armrest, pointing towards them, “Lay your head there!”The hot wife did as she was told. Phil positioned himself at the edge of the sofa behind her head.“Move back a little further,” he huffed.The sexy mother lifted her buttocks from the couch and kicked her legs back as her head dangled back over the arm rest until she was looking at Phil upside down.“That’s a good little slut,” the old man grinned as he moved forward until his heavy.