He used the firelight to update his journal, writing his impressions of the day, then he lay down for sleep. He awakened briefly to fold one wool blan...et as a pad, and to wrap himself in the second. His rolled jacket served as a pillow.The dancing flames cast moving images through his eyelids, and these merged with moving images of light and shadow in his mind. Dream state: the free realm where the mind wanders not in ordered paths as the traveler will, but moves through scenes springing out of. To be honest i think my dad want's to cuckold my mum too but they just havn't gotten round do it, he hasn't fucked her in months, she openly flirts with guys in front of him! The other day we were at the supermarket and there was a white guy at the cash point, the dude was in shorts and a t-shirt, mum just stood there checking him out, it was so obvious, i just stood there and watched as my mum checked this dude (probably 20) out, i had such a boner, in my mind i was imagining all sorts, i was. "Amy you and have been friends for a very long time. We have been through a lot things together. What I am trying to say is Amy would you like to go the movies with me Friday night?"Amy looked at Clifford's handsome clean shaven face and she said to him "Clifford I would love to go to the movie's with you on Friday night." Then she took a scratch pad out of her pocket and she wrote down her home phone number and address on the piece of paper and handed it to Clifford.Clifford took the piece of. All I could think about was my two children, the one thing of real value my wife had left me. They had been evacuated from their school, and I frantically searched for them for hours, before finding them in a shelter that had been hurriedly set up. I had called my mother here in Bradford several times, and I called her to tell her with relief I had finally found the boys. Once we were together, there was nothing I could do but let tears and depression and grief overwhelm me. The next thing I.