Meanwhile, we were able to use the bone cracker ends of our stingers against almost unprotected ribs.The attackers were also wearing heavy coats, but ...he small area of the bone cracker concentrated the energy into an area that was small enough not to be dissipated by the coat. Therefore, we produced a lot of broken ribs that were in danger of puncturing lungs. Generally, an attacker with a few broken ribs quickly withdrew from the fight, and another man moved in. Unfortunately for him, he was. (If I miss any puns, just stick them in wherever you like)."No, you're right. Good ol' buddy Howie is a true friend. He would never do anything to betray our friendship, would ya, Howie o' buddy?" He reached across and patted me on the shoulder. Damn good thing he didn't pat lower. He might have got a handful of his ol' buddy's cum if he had patted his daughter's hand any further down my dork than it already was."Right, Fred", I managed, in a croak."Sounds like Unka Howie is cumming down with. She definitely hasn't filed for divorce. I checked the divorce records in your home county, and just to be thorough, the surrounding ones' as well. On that point, I suppose no news is good news, right?" Hmmph," I snorted glumly. "I guess it could be a lot worse. I appreciate your hard work, Sandra. What else did you find out?" There's another thing that's bloody mysterious about all this. I searched through the archives of every newspaper in South Florida for articles relating to your. "I wish he'd get around to posting it soon. I've got a social life to plan." We both laughed, knowing how hard it could be to get Rodney to change a schedule once it was finished.A customer down the way motioned to Susan and she walked over to fix a few drinks. When she finished, she checked on the rest of her customers and made her way back to my end of the bar."Whatcha doin' here tonight anyway? I thought you had a hot date?" Susan asked."It's over and I was heading over to Nick's, but I.