Keep working his body. You’re younger, faster and stronger but at the moment he is alot smarter. Stop playing into his hands stick to the game plan....�� ‘Will do David, how’s the eye?’ ‘Forget the fucking eye Jack. Work the body and aim for his left side!’ The bell rang for the sixth round and Jack got up determined to stop Ricardo Fermin. ——————– Gary Finnegan was watching Jack fight for the WBC &IBF Middleweight Championship at his home in New South Wales. Beside him was Ernie Johnson they were. " Says the man helping me undress." "God gracious, why are your pants so fricking tight?" "They make my butt look good," I say bluntly "You ain't lying." he says as my pants finally come off. "But, your ass always looks good." "Aw aren't you sweet," I say sarcastically, watching him as he lifts his shirt over his head. "I do try," he says as I get up and press my body against his.I kiss him hard on the lips and wrap my arms around his neck. I feel his hands rest on the small of my back. Our. He reached back, pulled me into his lap and kissed me soundly. That might have led to other things, but I was abstaining. I could have serviced Sean, but he did not ask it, which warmed my heart a little. We simply prepared for bed. Christine had loaned me the chemise, so I changed into it. With her breasts, it was a tight fit. Mine had it staining. Sean showed just a trace of surprise, but made no comment. I went to sleep with his hand inside, fingers around a nipple. Friday morning came too. When a percussion cap like this is pressed on the end of the nipple, it’s like pouring primer in the pan, except it’s not affected by rain and the powder can’t fall out or be blown away by the wind. When the hammer hits the cap, it causes a small explosion like the flash in your pan. That explosion travels through a hole in the nipple and ignites the powder in the barrel.”“Will it work?”“Let’s see. I’m going to use that jug of water hanging from that limb as a target.”“That’s close to forty.