.. I hit the snake with the jungle hammer, but it doesn't hurt the snake... It's wrapping its coils around me... Lizzie Help!... Danny sat up quickly...."Lizzie, help!" he yelled. He was cold, dangerously cold, but he was sweating. He lay back down, but was tossing and turning, trapped in a horrible dream of having a fight with the snake that he could not win. A fight that the dead snake's body, being feasted on by jungle scavengers, proved he had already won, but his subconscious didn't seem to. Afterwards, his bunger was one crusty mess! Cheap burritos, cheap beer and cottage cheese is not a good mix for a young man with a goatee who fancied himself a dandy in the traditional sense. Hugh was a proud half Italian American (1st generation!) with a lot of body hair. He discovered that morning after eating lunch and dinner at a Mexican fast food eating establishment that his ass hairs had crusted over his asshole. Hugh discovered this taking his 2nd wet forceful fecal power wash spray. ” She patted the bed next to her, partly as a show of affection for the bed itself and partly as an invitation to me. No need to ask twice. I went over and sat next to her. She clinked glasses with me and then downed hers in one go. I followed suit out of bravado. She took my glass from my hand and put them both on the cabinet beside the bed. Then she turned back and kissed me. Our arms went round each other and we fell back onto the bed. I couldn’t believe the change in my fortunes. A short. “What’s more important, a Halloween party or seeing your dad while you can?”“You’re right. Thank you, darling; thank you.”“He’s your father, Melody. Nothing is more important than family,” I said. “Speaking of which, where is the rest of our family?”“Oh god! Molly will be home with the boys soon and Kate’s got Lissa in the bedroom. What did you do to Kate this morning?”“Hmm? What do you mean?”“She grabbed me twice today and ... well ... we played with each other between classes. She actually.