Damn underwear, gotta spend the whole day cooped up with those dumb nuts. At least Big Head finally changed to boxers so I can swing around a little.... If it were up to me, I'd spend my day just hanging out, feeling the breeze, saluting pretty ladies but that's not up to me.Now for the ride to work -HEY CAREFUL HOW YOU SIT ON THOSE NUTS! That's better, wiggle around a bit til things are comfy. Cold day outside today - that means me and the boys will be shriveled up all day. At least it won't. I’m beginning to realize this about myself, ironically enough. Nothing turns me on more than changing someone through sex.” Her expression was steeped in dark desire, “And you, my dearest and oldest friend, the love of my life, are a blank canvas. You don’t understand,” her breath was heavy, “you’re the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, and I’ve never wanted anything more.” And with that, Yavara withdrew her hand, took me by the hair, and licked the side of my face. I bowed my neck to her,. "Don't let it bug you sis," she said conspiratorially,"I don't know how many times I've had that thought with Dianne, let aloneanyone I was with before her." Kira put the truck in gear and checked thehighway before speeding up to pull back on. "At least it was good enoughfor you to want to make that wish." The woman I switched with lived thirty miles away," she said after theygot back up to speed."No shit?" Jenny said. "I'm glad that didn't happen to me." Really," she said. "One minute I'm at. Reusing them would leave wider gaps between the rails, causing a train to go off the rails and crash.Trestles over creeks were mined. Our weaponsmiths had suggested using an old flintlock to ignite a fuse. When the wheels of the train passed over the hammer of the flintlock, it would cause the flint to strike and the powder in the pan to ignite. The powder would ignite a short, varnished fuse leading to a tarred firkin of black powder buried right alongside the rail or hidden among the.