The idea was to write the story as the intersection of two separate lives, and the events that made us who we are and what made that eventual meeting ...s spectacular as it was. I would need to provide information on the rest of Bravo Three. He was going to be calling each of us separately and visiting at some point.Before Crowley left, he managed to push through a couple of commendations, one for me and one for Little Billy, and I picked up another Purple Heart. He also approved my qualification. 'Something?' he questioned. 'What do you need?''Sugar.' she replied. She turned and glanced at him through her fingers.'Well... err...' he began, 'I don't have any on me.' he said checking his pockets briefly as if it was something he would normally carry, before stepping closer hoping to get a better look at her.'Do you live far from here?' she asked, a slight tone of directness within her voice.'Yeah, just up the road.' he answered, pausing as if not totally understanding the question.. Glowing bright, my hand quite burned its way out of my pocket and it didn't have far to reach, to thrust right into the center of the creature's chest."Hard!" Sean yelled, and rather audibly. "Deep! Deeper! Keep the palm flat and thrust hard straight into its heart!"I supposed I shouldn't have been surprised at all when my liquid silver covered fingers and hand quite penetrated and burst through the creature's tough rubbery skin. The silver alone nearly did the trick but the extra magical force. Your best feature are your deep-set chocolate eyes, sloe eyed you have read somewhere. Many a man has said they are like a flashing neon sign, which reads "ready, willing and wet, come fuck me."Your cunt, while temporarily undergoing a dry spell, no pun intended, has seen more than its share of action and variety over the years and you have learned a few tricks that would even make a water front whore blush.Certainly no man fortunate enough to get your ankles up around his ears could say to his.