" Aunt Daphne saidcryptically."Look, I appreciate the idea, but there's no way I am going to get draggedup and fool the old man. He's not dying of bli...dness and deafness."William sank back down in the chair. He appreciated his Aunt, but someideas were just too silly to contemplate."I have a friend called Heather," Aunt Daphne said with a twinkle in hereye. "She's a special effects expert at Pinewood. I bet she could work alittle magic.".***Heather, it seemed, was a brunette a couple of years. The boat crew tooled along parallel to the troop convoy and the loader lowered the pseudo keel. As they drew even with the convoy, the machine gunner opened up with a series of long bursts, raking the convoy with a devastating rain of heavy caliber bullets. The convoy was caught completely off guard, as they never expected anyone to fight from water. The boat sped away before a single shot could be turned against it. They didn't know how much physical damage they had done, but they knew that. " I wish I could savor our first time. He's only got an hour free." You could record it." What do you mean?" Where's the date? I could set up a couple cameras we use." Upstairs." Perfect." But Steve might not like that." Are you kidding? He's an actor Lefty. He'd find it kinky fun." I'd want him to be real with me." Acting is real, especially for the camera. It doesn't work unless it's real." Okay. I was thinking the big office." 201. Sure. Of course. It's got the only real bed." You get to use. A 24-year-old with the dick of a 90-year-old fart."Damn it!" he cursed with clenched fists, "even after going off one of the meds I can't get the fucking thing to grow—not a millimeter, not one fucking millimeter."Disappointment didn't begin to describe his feelings as he looked down. Disgust was the more appropriate term. During his teenage years he called his cock 'his little soldier' because it didn't take much for it to 'snap to attention.' It stood straight and proud, and was hard as.