The Guardian Angel would, it now seemed obvious, kill anyone to perform its job.The Guardian Angel had warned the American people that they were now r...sponsible for the acts of their Government, and that was a VERY uncomfortable feeling! The Government had an awful track record of screwing things up in general and repeatedly attacking the Andersons in particular, and the Government had also been totally unable to stop the angel doing whatever it wanted. It was a worrying situation and there. ” I heard Tom get to his feet and a moment later he was stepping right up next to me. He was looking down at all the different paperwork I had laying about and was doing so while standing entirely too close to me. I gulped when I saw the massive boner he was showing off in those snug shorts of his. I was damn near ready to lean right in and give it a kiss when Tom suddenly swore in panic. “Shit, my brother is heading this way!” He blurted and looked down at me, then at his aroused state, then. Starting over with these points in mind they design the tank to have the turret sitting over the back quarter of the vehicle with the hull sloping a little up to it and the turret hull continues that slope line to make the turret look like part of the mounded hull top to give the tank a wedge style look from the side. The small area just beside and behind the turret has auxiliary weapons stations where each rear corner has an M230 chain gun remote station mounted there just in front of these. Your high guidance counselor was wrong, Henry. You're not a moron after all." Milking cows? Eating chocolate chip cookies?" Henry laughed out loud as he patted one of his mother's oversized glands with an open hand and then gave it a playful pinch. "What the fuck are you talking about? I'm going to motherfucking wee wee camp. The only work I am worried about doing is feeding my pet snake. Grandma June just wants me to visit so she can see the pride of the Humper family again."Henry pointed down.