I could care less if I had gotten lost at that moment in time. I would have preferred to go home with search and rescue rather than risk the drive wit... my son. Finally, I came upon a boulder and a large tree that formed the perfect cubby for me to use as a porta potty. I stopped and scanned the area intently in all directions. No one is going to be watching me today! I thought as I lowered my pants, now satisfied I was alone. I quickly squatted and pushed with force in an effort to finish. After what must have been 60 years, from 1880 to around World War 2, this girl had turned into a woman not much older than 30. And she definitely looked like she could be my grandmother. Mom, what the fuck is going on? My mom didnt really answer my question. Instead she said, Heres the big shocker. She flipped one more page. Now in Ellies hands was another child. A girl. Thats you? My mom nodded her head. This picture must have been taken in the 40s. That would make you over 70 years old! I. Examining her closely, he could see that, although she wasn't bleeding, the bone was already swelling to form a "knot", and the skin in the area of impact was already showing signs of bruising."Can you get me a flashlight?" he asked, looking at the blonde. She nodded, and again held up her bound hands. "Oh yeah," he muttered, and after a short search of PeeJay's pockets, he found the keys, removed the cuffs, and handed the keys to the blonde. I can't just keep on thinking of her as 'the. Really bad luck. We had hit a rough spot in our relationship right after deciding to go on the biggest and best vacation of our lives. 3 weeks all inclusive in a 4,5 star hotel in a place that was as close to paradise as you can get.But the location is unimportant if you are going with the wrong person. That should have not been a problem either. I'm 6 feet and 1 inch tall and still have the physique I had when I left the Army special operations 5 years ago. And my bony and rather attractive.