Donna must be doing the extraction, oh god I wish I could help. No,relax concentrate, focus on the drumming and the rattle.The drumming and the rattle...started to become faint, I could hear them inthe distance, I was floating then I hear my name called to me quietlyfrom behind and everything went white.I turned around to find my power animal a doe named Jasmine. She was likealways, soft light brown fur, almost golden in the sun, the fur under hertail bright white flashed as she moved close to me. "Well," he said. "I really don't know. We're taught that we should keep ourselves pure before God, and that sex defiles us." But if it defiles us, why would it be necessary for procreation?" For seven years, Marc had been challenging her with various concepts in the bible, trying to get her to think for herself. It wasn't until the previous day that he had brought up sex."I guess then that it wouldn't be," replied Bob, honestly."Especially now with birth control," added Guinevere. "Really, any. What a spoiled fuck you are.’ Austin rolled his eyes at his friend’s chiding remarks as he put on his right blinker and eased into the gas station. He pulled the SUV up to a vacant pump and put it in park before turning to fire back. ‘Don’t hate, bitch.’ He grinned at Craig’s annoyed expression and continued, sarcasm dripping from his tone. ‘Plus, it sucks on gas. I’m filling up constantly.’ Craig scoffed as he reached for his door handle, running his hand along the glossy wood-grain panel. A DUI arrest is easier to make than a driving too fast for conditions bust. Besides, maybe we can nail 'em all for drunk driving in about an hour. Hell, we might get lucky and they could resist arrest." laughed the Sarge.Bobby looked at the evil grin spreading across Sarge's broad face and started to anticipate what his training officer was talking about. He was no angel himself and had enjoyed some of his own "peace keeping" missions with the local women, while stationed in Bosnia. The Sarge.