“I had to agree else I would have missed the party.”Jayne smiled and said, “But we need to tape up one more thing,” as she approached me. “I...told Ellie you could watch but not touch. I forgot the bit about not speaking. We don’t want you making any comments or telling us what to do. Now close your mouth.”“That’s not fair,” I said.“The choice is yours. Either your mouth is taped or your eyes. Or perhaps your cock – now there’s a thought.” She hesitated and laughed at the reaction on my face - I. He was cute.Without asking, Greg ordered us each a pint and a shot! I laughed out loud, but was grinning and pleased. I liked this man’s style. We toasted to our day on the slopes and downed our vodka shots. Wow! My head was spinning! We continued to talk until Greg said that he needed to get home to his wife. I was a mixture of disappointment and being okay with this news. I liked Greg but I wasn’t looking for a relationship either. I smiled, “sure, great day”.“One more round?” Greg asked.. Being upside down, our chins got in the way, but not before she'd made her point."Now that's different," we heard a voice from somewhere off the porch. I knew that voice, because it seemed to be around us all the time. Without looking up, I greeted its owner."You're too late, Buddy," I informed Dwayne. "They've both already drained me." Huh! Figures," his mock tone of exasperation came back. "I miss all the fun! It's so not fair too!" Get your scrawny little ass over here," Karen demanded of. The other man had both legs amputated in mid-air, landed face down in a parking lot, but survived. Then he pulled up the pants legs to show two prosthetics. He was the man who survived. The audience gasped. I listened to the rest of the story with great attention. I had already spent more time getting over my injury than he had before he reenlisted and was jumping out of airplanes again.[True. You can look him up – it's an inspiring story. www.danabowman.com]Thereafter, after making some.