It revealed three steps that led into a small bunker with a machine gun. The bunker was so small that only one person could fit comfortably in it and ...hey would have to lie down. There were shelves within easy reach containing coiled up 50 round belts. I could see where the firing port would be opened and the dirt and grass cleared out of the way. I took the time to break the machine gun down and removed the firing pin. I put the machine gun back together and put it back where it belonged. This. Maybe it's shirt and tie ... or maybe it's mechanics overhauls ... regardless ... you're one of the faceless millions preparing for the daily grind."Come get it before I slop it to the hogs!" comes the cry from the kitchen. The thundering herd is heard on the stairs or the hall. There is always the, "She did it." "Did not." "Did too." "Shut up and eat, you'll miss the bus." "More coffee, Dear?" "I wanted that last slice!" "You got it yesterday!" "Did not!" "MOM!!" "Shut up before I rip your arm. "I waited for a couple more weeks than necessary, but now I am sure. Thomas, you are going to be a father."Thomas sat staring at his mother unable to comprehend what she had just said. When he finally processed it he jumped up and grabbed his mother around the waist and picked her up."Oh my God, Mom. I can't believe it. I can't believe it," he screamed, swinging her around in a circle."Okay, okay, put me down before I get dizzy," Grace said laughing.Releasing the grip he had on his mother's. By offering ourselves to each other it is a promise to carry on loving, but more to fight to protect that love. To protect each other, to make sure we are the centre of our worlds. What about you?”“Not far off what you have said. If I was your man it would not be in an ownership capacity or even any sort of submissive-cum-dominant relationship. Being honest and open would not necessarily mean burdening you with all my worries and concerns; you don’t need to know about all of my work issues..