" Yes they are, aren't they?" she agreed, "I made them as tight asI could. Do they hurt?" Yes." That's good. Pain is good. Pain lets us know we're ali...e. Doyou enjoy pain, Janice?" No, not really. Could you release me and give me something I canwrite with, please?" If you insist," she said, sounding disappointed.She undid the straps and, while I was rubbing feeling back intomy arms, rummaged around in a drawer, producing a paper pad and apencil. I took them from her and wrote: I am Captain. Find as much food as possible.Locate medical supplies and bring them aboard the vessels.Find any fuel, Gasoline, Diesel, or any Aviation fuels. Get what they could and bring it back.Tim told them he thought their personnel trucks and automobiles could be put on the barges and taken with them.The first scavenging party left the next morning in two four wheel drive pickups followed by Tim's three ton van.Their mission was to check a grocery warehouse at Pritchard. If it had not been burned or. And all of his veterinarian records.I was really going to miss these people. I had been living next door to them since I was 17. I know it doesn't seem long. I'm only 21 just as of last month. But five years made it seem like I was losing family.Well to make a long story short. They brought Thumper and all of his things down the next morning. So the kids could have time during the rest of the day and one more overnight stay with their dog. Before turning him over to me. I didn't realize they. I loved it. Even Jessica loved it and wanted a pair just like them. Those were the three pair of shorts that the girls walked out of the store in. They had bought some tops at Old Navy but Abigail knew of a quaint little shop that had some real sexy tops. They sure did. They were the kind that looked like someone had torn the parts off that covered the most. Jessica blushed when she held one T-shirt up and realized that two holes had been cut in the front where her tits would be. Abigail told.