Their house had a football pools syndicate, submitting half a dozen lines each week, and an expectation that their boat would come in before too long....That wish to have a flutter was understandable enough; it was their certainty that it was just a matter of finding the right method of selecting their prediction to ensure success that I didn't share. They had long discussions each week when they got the coupon from the Littlewoods agent about which matches were most likely to end in draws or. He must’ve been with the single girl Dominique invited cause I haven’t seen her since the shots . Well the Hennessy kicked in and I had to poop too. While sitting there listening to Jeremy and his woman go at with very hard rhythmic pounding and a woman kinda sounded like Taya, almost identical, but her grunts were really deep grunts so I know it wasn’t her, thank god . The boss said he’s too big for her but he must’ve been the perfect fit for his woman he was with. I was certainly happy for. They asked me to find you. Come to me Martin my love. I burn for you. We burn for you.In a flash of silver/white light Martin had changed. His fur was raven black, the muscles tightly bunched like cords of steel rippling along his back, haunches and chest. He was almost four feet tall at the shoulders and only five pounds shy of three hundred when in his wolf form. Yet for his massive size, the largest wolf to have lived since his father, Martin was blindingly fast. His huge paws, equipped with. "Tommy, be fair! I didn't know the sod was there until the briefing started. He snuck on while we were loading and in the hurry up I didn't see him; and then we were off like a startled gazelle bouncing all over the sky, trying to get the brief and then we're into a hot landing. We're hugging dirt under fire and then Leo (the Platoon OC) tells me to take two and go sneaky beaky over the right flank. We get there and he sets himself up, telling me to spot and Jonesy to cover and starts shooting.