” He succeeded. The name, which sounded like a matron chaperoning the dance, turned out to belong to a woman who danced every dance. She must be in ...er thirties or even older, but she was good looking for her age. She dressed younger and smoked with the men.“So, soldier,” she asked while they were dancing, “where are you from?”“Grand Junction.”“And where’s that?”“Colorado, western Colorado.”“So, you a cowboy?”“No ma’am.” He was thinking how to explain to her about mountains and men who worked. We were just playing a little joke on the captain when you walked in. There's nothing going on here unless she sets her sites on you." Don't worry, Monty. If I can't trust Harry by now, I'm not much of a judge of character. If you looked up the word honour in the dictionary, you would see Harry's picture. His only weakness is that he makes a great butt of a joke."Sheila jumped off of Harry's lap and turned to Sheryl. "Here you go, Mrs. Smiles. I was just keeping your seat warm for you."Sheryl. My boyhood yearns for Shelly as I watch the girls change for Ballet. One day, Shelly is all alone in the changing rooms as I secretly watch her. She looks so beautiful and perfect in her tiny little bando tutu that I cannot resist her. I sneak up behind her and choke her gently but firmly until she is calm and does not struggle. I drag her into the little girls room and fill one of the toilets with thick, wet logs of boy-soil, lots and lots and lots of smelly brown faeces until it fills the. ‘I’m sorry, Kat…again,’ I told my sister in-law. ‘We’ve had this talk for ten years now and I keep telling myself we won’t have it again but we do. You know my mind. I’ll try not to bring it up again.’ She sighed, then seemed a bit relieved, no doubt having troubles with me with the last thing that Kat needed tonight. Always the practical girl, she asked, ‘If I were to stay, where would I sleep.’ ‘In my bed, of course,’ I said without thinking, trying to remember what business had been so.