I stepped into the as a man in dreams. “You got some friends” I said “Friends? Why?” “A drive like this can’t be yours” I said. She play...ully punched me and said “this is my car” “WOW”. We drove for some 45 minutes and entered a gated farm. She said this farmhouse belongs to her parents and no one will come here today. I was super excited. We got out of the car and entered the farmhouse.She opened the door and let me straight to her bed room and pushed me on to bed and she started to undress. He patted his sister gently on the back. "Let's go join the party, babe."The kitchen was packed now, buzzing with laughter and conversation. The alcohol was in full flow; nearly everybody had brought an extra bottle or two. A large rum punchbowl had been set up on the dinner table, and some of Nina's work friends were making colourful cocktails by the sink. Shots of liquor were being knocked back by the dozen. Sam saw a few guys he knew and went over to chat idly with them. Some of his girls. "Cindy, this gentleman is the chancellor, Doctor Paul Hoskins. Paul, this is one of them." Doctor Hoskins," I said, shaking his hand. "I'm Cindy Richards." Ah, yes," Doctor Hoskins said. "I've seen your name on some surprising correspondence. I was told..." he eyed Doctor Stebbins, " ... that I should meet you in person so that I do not faint on the dais at graduation."I smiled demurely. "I hope it's not that bad." No, it is not. I was warned. I was told that you jumped over, around and through. “No, not really,” I told him.“What scraps?” the twins asked.“When the men prepare the various cuts of meat, there are always trimmings that are removed; fat, gristle, bones and other things that shouldn’t be included in high quality custom cuts of meat. Some of these scraps are used in the preparation of the sausages and wursts that we make, but most of it is waste. The majority of butchers and meat packers have a large and expensive disposal problem because of this. We don’t because I employ.