I have more than we will ever fire in our lifetimes, and a couple of nurses who live here love to reload. Just put your empty brass in the buckets tha... are marked for the caliber you fire. The nurses carry precision almost to the extreme, and consequently, their ammo arguably fires more accurately than factory ammo. You can be assured that if you have a flier, it isn’t the ammo. Have fun.”Flyer: A round that goes somewhat wild, unpredictably out of the main grouping on the target.“Come and get. You’ll be beating those boys off with a stick.”“Oh Uncle.” She blushed.I sat up quickly. “Enough worrying. It’s time to get you excited. This is supposed to be the best time in every teenager’s life. Moving out, getting to make their own rules, no curfews… come on!” I said excitedly. Bardhini smiled a real grin and sat up in bed cross legged. “Okay, I’ll get excited. As long as I’m allowed to call whenever I want.”“Definitely. We’ll get you a cell phone for exactly that. Actually, there are a. “Sora, don’t change.” That surprised me. Does that mean she likes me for who I am? She stands up and keeps talking. “I just can’t wait. Once we set sail, it’ll be...magical. Like right now.” What does she mean by that? “Sora, would you please walk me home?”“Sure.” We take a boat back to the mainland and walk up the hill to her house. When we arrive I tell her goodbye and begin to walk away. But she grabs my hand. Holding her finger to her mouth she invites me in. My heart’s racing, I almost. He absolutely doted on her zaftig contours and when they slow danced she engulfed him.Inez, on her way to nursing school, was a Latina princess, her ebony hair swept up, pinned with jeweled combs, twisting strands framing her angelic features with her sparkling dark eyes and glittering white smile. Her skin glowed like copper against her snowy dress, the knee-length bouffant skirt showing her shapely calves and delicate feet in heels. Her date was another Latino, a soccer player as lithe and.