..yourself fuck go life a get and.Like i said this story goes back 31 years ago, back then i was 21 years old three years married with a two year old ...aughter. We lived on the west coast of Scotland at the time. Bill my husband played for the local amatuer football team and on the occassional week end he'd go out with his mates after the match and have a few beers. On this one particular week end he had arranged to come back and pick me up and we'd both go out for a beer or two. On his return. .. that voice had said something about him having thepower to fight the darkness... whatever that was. "What kind of power did it mean," Sam muttered to himself. Thenwith a wry grin, he added, "Somehow I don't think that being able tochange sex or glow in the dark is going to do much..." Then again, Samsilently reminded himself, since the powers were supposed to fight somesort of darkness, maybe being a living nightlight was the idea. But as Sam stood there, he suddenly realized that he did. She went into one of the front rooms and came out a few minutes later with a large bag which seemed to be quite heavy.“Don’t bother to lock the door,” she said as she went out, heading for the carriage.Fitz disappeared and returned a minute or two later leading the gelding. He attached the reins to the back and climbed up into the driver’s seat. He looked down at the driver, still lying on the ground, but now awake and staring balefully at them.“I expect someone’ll be along soon,” he told. Figuring we'd be staying a bit longer, I refreshed their daiquiris with the last of the batches--there was only enough left for two, so I went without another drink."Dear?" turning quickly to me, "move the table and chairs off to the side to give us some room. And put in that new compilation CD, you know, the one with all the different styles of music." Feeling again like my wife's servant, I moved the coffee table and Wendy's chair to give her and her "man friend" room to dance. I found the CD.