Well, I almost mistook him for Rick Devious, a local newscaster, but that was because he didn’t have his usual pageboy haircut. He’d apparently be...ome tired of it. And I don’t blame him — I always thought it looked rather ridiculous. This, however, wasn’t much of an improvement. He-Man glared at me with bloodshot eyes, and I could see that he had been drinking almost as heavily as the SilverHawks. ‘Sorry my ass!’ he squeaked. ‘I’ll bet you don’t like my haircut either! Get out of my way!’ With. I could expect to spend my National Service repairing conveyor belts or some similar activity.V2 ... He would have been dead. I’d come to better understand the fourteen-year-old who stepped in front of a bus three years ago. The experience of being buried alive, his unnatural lust for his sister, his unending nightmares, all indicated a depressed and tortured soul. If he had failed in his first attempt, he would have tried again.That’s when I merged and became V3. The old man distanced himself. .......So anyway I was walking home one night early about 10 oclock from the pub had only had a couple of pints and I wanted to watch match of the day. I was walking past a piece of wast ground with some trees and bushes and could hear moaning and laughing, I was going to carry on walking home but I was curious so I crept closer two the noises and there she was with two guys, they could not see me but she was bent over and one of them was fucking her from behind while she was giving the other. “I have never heard anything derogatory said about either the Colonel or the General, well, other than an occasional gripe about an assignment or something like that. You can expect both of them to keep their word, and the General says the cameras’ AI stops their recording well before we go to bed, nor do they record anything to do with nudity. I’m going to take him at his word.”With a grin, she put both of her hands on the back of Morales’ neck, pulled herself against his chest, and hungrily.