Measuring 6’5”, weighing in at 244lbs with a record of 1 win and 1 loss. BARNIM BADZINSKI.”Grandmother had taken over moms’ role of being the ...bnoxiously loud cheerleader.“Fighting out of the blue corner, representing Beaufort Allied Fight Club. Measuring 5’11”, weighing 235lbs, with a record of 27 wins and 35 losses. RODNEY LAGUERRE.”About the same amount of applause with one loud old lady who was now booing. We met in the center of the ring and had the usual instructions. Grandfather stood on. In almost no time at all, a response came. "Haha not too bad. I think I win, though ;)."Charlie felt conflicting emotions. What the hell did the "haha" mean?! He sent back, "We'll have to find out in person sometime." Oh, we will." The other man demonstrated a natural ability to be slightly more in control, Charlie had come to realize over time. Little comments like that were not uncommon. Charlie was not naturally submissive, but he could not deny the excitement that came with the thought of. She marched up to him. "Home. You know."He shook his head. "I don't want..." Home," she decided.It was a small split-level house nestled in a cul-de-sac somewhere in suburban Pennsylvania, and Sophia and Joey stood outside on the front sidewalk. Some of his toys were scattered on the front lawn, and two cars were parked in the driveway."So this is home?" she asked."Yeah," he answered carefully. "But I don't want to go there." I think this is where the answers are." She gently touched his. I needed some time off and the email said that tomorrow was soon enough to start working on the cover.I got the bike from the closet and then hooked up the battery before pushing the bike to the street. I pedaled out onto the road and began moving the bike in the direction where my GPS directed me. I had programmed in the name of a park, one which was closer and smaller than Central Park. It was several blocks away, but I was enjoying the ride. I pedaled some to give the illusion that I was not.