I yelled in English "Hands up, drop the guns," Vicky did the same in Spanish. They turned the guns that had been pointed in the air as they were helpi...g their companions and leveled them to body height and started firing.More of the sweet sweeper mentality weapons training; start wide, pull the trigger and sweep the area - you were bound to hit something.They were forty yards away, a tough shot for a pistol but we had trained for the tough shots; anyone can make the easy ones. If you cannot hit. You have a wanton woman next to you. Get naked and slide up the bed. I want to be on top." I nodded and pulled my shirt and shorts off while I kicked off my shoes. I quickly removed my boxers and slid up the bed. I watched in awe as Karen removed her clothing and climbed up my body stopping to kiss my erection and making me groan."Quietly!" She hissed. She grinned after kissing me there again. She mounted me and both of us moaned as our bodies met. Her hands roamed my chest while mine did the. ”“Yeah, I guess that part was good, my love life is in the toilet though. Mike totally disappointed me. We’re over.”“Want to talk about it?” Beth asked me.“Not tonight, I’m beat. I need some sleep. I think I’m just going to bed and get a good night of sleep. I’ll feel better in the morning. I’ll tell you more about it then. I’ve had it for one day.”I walked to the guest house, stripped and got into bed and slept. I never woke up all night and the clock said 10 am when I finally did open. Uesday, December 11, 2007 (Continued) to Thursday, January 31, 2008The point of view is now reverting to the version of me that is the normal focus of this autobiography. He now includes the version of me that the preceding chapters focused on, and is continuing to use the same body. (Those are sentences you're unlikely to read in any other autobiography.)I now had 128 minds, which is 2^7 so a tidy power of two again, not that it seemed to matter beyond making the arithmetic easy.During the.