Mr. Wilson boasted, “I don’t need to visit my slaves cause I gat this gal from England who has no shame. I walk in the room and she got them shape...y legs wide open waiting on me to take charge. She find just as much pleasure as I do in sex. Oh, what yo wife say about them yellow kids?”Swiftly the Colonel replied, “ I sale them pick-a-ninnies as fast as they fly out,” as they both laugh.When they caught their breath Mr. Wilson said, “I got this big strong nigger. Oh god is he fertile. I tell ya. Even if it resulted in diminishing returns in the form of less experience, it still added up.With enough EXP a gamer would advance in level, granting them points to distribute among their stats or skills. But like he and Axel kept reminding each other: this was not a game.They could not distribute points, pick classes, or gain EXP by mindlessly murdering large groups of monsters. The quality of experience played a huge role in leveling up more so than quantity. In order to lighten the mood,. “Coop, you’ve seen these things as much as anyone, have you ever heard them make a sound?” he asked.“No more than a grunt. I didn’t think about that until you mentioned it. Tommy, did you and Kelsie hear them make a sound with their mouths?”“Only the grunting sound when they were scared of the water. Even then, it wasn’t loud,” Tommy said.“That’s odd that something that big doesn’t make a sound. I wonder how they communicate with each other,” Jerry said.“When you were shining your lights in. "I missed these," I said between bites. We talked about nothing for alittle while, enjoying the breeze watching the large boats disappearover the horizon."So Erin, how are you."I stopped and looked out towards the bay. "I'm OK, Una, I guess." Not from what I could see, you have been holding that in for a longtime."I looked back at her and nodded.She smiled setting down a small container of homemade peanut butter andchocolate cookies. I expected that Una's cookie therapy was almost asgood as.