I immediately felt the sudden pull of a salmon as he struck my fly, then nothing! Disappointed, but no less determined now that I knew there were fish...in the pool, I continued fishing. I chalked my loss of my first salmon of the season to "buck fever". The excuse eased my pain and disappointment if nothing else. The sun now began to crown the mountain behind me and shortly would hit the river's waters.The sky was cloudless, not one of my favorite type days for salmon fishing. I prefer a cloudy. With the fall of Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, and Somalia there just weren’t any more major countries left to fight. The Europeans had been trying to deal with Libya, Tunisia, Morocco, and Algeria. That ended when the Americans gave the British a half of a million Pigeons. The conflict came to a very decisive end.The South American countries were predominately Catholic. Having seen the destruction that resulted when the Americans took care of the problem of Islamic fascists, the governments there. Ah lived with mah uncle and aunt. Of course that meant Ah got some good older pussy at least once a day. She was pretty hot like our family women are, so mah uncle needed the help or she’d be screwin too many of the neighbors.Sure Ah dated high school girls. Ah’m a big solid farm boy that could easily out do them jocks in anything they wanted ter try. For years Ah’d been fucking older women that knew how ter enjoy a cock and taught me what they liked, so when these cheerleader types got a taste. He breathed a heavy sigh.Ashley sensed the dilemma. "I helped Grandma make the turkey a couple of times," she offered. "You clean it out and put the stuffing inside and then you put it in a pan with a little bit of broth and baste it every half hour or so until it is done cooking." That sounded simple enough.Cade smiled at Ashley, "Maybe you can help your mom," and then he walked over and gave Callie a squeeze, "Just do the best you can Cal. We'll eat it no matter how it turns out."Callie clung.