Henry Richards was standing on the veranda with a dozen of his men when Jason's entourage rode up.As his greeting, Richards snarled out, "What the hel... do ya want, you bastard?" I'm here to tell you the facts of life, Richards. Either you and your friends call off this stupid range war, or I will go on the offensive. I must warn you that I have had a hell of a lot of Army cavalry experience, so you will be in for a big hurt. So far, I know that the Circle R, the Rocking J, and the Bar B Bar are. He had also apparently had a new gauge put in his ear. She smiled, thinking about the surprise she had just acquired earlier that summer…Dominic was in the process of cornering the bowl. The bud caught, the cherry curling and settling, as the smoke rushed through. He inhaled, then released the carbon, sucking in that last hot hit. It was good bud, piney, and he could feel it begin absorb through his lungs, straight to his groin. As he exhaled, he rolled his eyes. It never failed. It was part of. I thought I had heard wrong, but let it ride.On the other side of the aircraft was a huge man that looked out of place in a fancy aircraft, and equally out of place since he was also well dressed. Next to him was a really cute girl who smiled all the time, and was also as nicely dressed as everyone else on the plane. They were introduced as Donny and Gerry, key people with the company's R&D department.As soon as everyone was belted in, the aircraft rocketed off the runway and headed toward. My son lived a pretty spartan life -- only keeping what clothes he actually needed, a few computer games, some DVDs and books, and a laptop.Scotty insisted on carrying everything down, leaving the arrangement of the boxes to me. As he announced to me that he had the last load, I was leaning into the side of the minivan shuffling things around so they wouldn't shift or turn over. Before I turned around, I caught him in the corner of my vision checking out my voluptuous backside -- the light.