He had coffee cans, for example, with the lids labeled in magic marker, “4d galvfin”, or “8d com” or “1” RSSR”. Each can had only those ...ails in it described on the lid. He had a cabinet of 64 drawers, with each labeled from 0 – 80 to ¼ - 20 for all his machine screws and nuts. He even had washers and lock washers sorted by type and size. He was also a fanatic about keeping things sharp. He firmly believed, and would happily tell anyone who would listen, that edged tools should have an EDGE. He. I kept Mom busy in the kitchen while Tammy went looking for them. They were nowhere to be found, not in her panty drawer and not in the laundry. The only place she had not looked was up Mom’s skirt…there they were. Tammy told me to get them in the morning and to have them on when she picked me up for school.I managed to get them off from Mom’s bedroom floor but what a mess. They were wet and they had a big gob of Dad’s cum in them. I just slipped them on and ran out to meet Tammy. When I told. We have cleared a big field, and fenced it, and are building a proper cabin. You’ll like it when you see it.”“You’re squatting,” dad stated, but not too accusingly. I just nodded, acknowledging the truth. There was some suspicion that some of our newer neighbors were squatters, paying a backhander to the bailiffs rather than a real tax. But nobody really blamed the squatters. There was land aplenty for all, and nobody much liked that the planters from down on the coast technically owned all the. It's no good that way, for him, or, us. Do you understand that, Cully? Please think about it in that frame of reality. I'm not doing this just for you, but, for us, and for him. We made a connection. That's why I went with him to start with. That was our only chance. If he goes to that cruiser alone you'd a spent the night in jail, at least a night. The judge would throw the book at us. I can't even imagine what the Air Force would have done. We'd be court-martialed. It would kill your father..