His body was a strange thing. It looked bronzed from years of work and his pudgy body looked like muscles layered over. You shook his hand. Strong but...friendly. You conversed back and forth mentioning your father and him talking of their time back in college.Finally realizing that the conversation was getting off topic, you cough and ask, "So, what are the chances of me getting this job?"Jeremy kindly laughs and says, "Well pretty high actually. I'm the one hoping you will work for me. I've. His hands had slipped to the edge of my dress and were now grabbing my ass-cheeks. The feeling tickled me; I freed myself and ran passed him. He chased me like always. We ran through the entire house and I headed for the basement, where we have a very thick rug, knowing that he would catch me there. We wrestled on the rug. He tickled me and made me give in. He squeezed my tummy to make me fart and I did, very loudly.He said, "Wow! Your voice changed! Perhaps we should check your noise maker."I. "Well hon, I didn't do anything and they were ready to kill me, so now I'm going to do something to make it worth their while," I said. "Bit first thing is to get out of here. We have ahummer with a heavy machine gun. I will drive till we come to a road block. When we do, I will man the gun and you take over driving.That is exactly what we did at the first checkpoint. We rained hell on the unsuspecting guards. I didn't give a crap wbetber they were rebel or government troops. It was my plan to. If I had still held a club, I would have swatted it from the air, but since I had an air-pistol in my hand instead, I shot it. It exploded in a sizeable fireball, the damned flying rat had been mined! Keeping my eyes open for more too bulky shapes in the murky evening light, I got myself away from there, the borderlands.With the succeeding generations of muddies, born to the Age of Aquarians and not knowing of how the world was before Magic had arrived and distorted and fractured reality, the.