You have no idea what kind of things in which I have an interested," he said."Okay, I'm going to make a call to see about some dirt," I said. "You did...know you talk funny?" Garden soil," he asked."No, the kind of dirt that holds the earth together." I left it a mystery as I made the call to Monk."Did you talk to your brother and sister?" I asked."They said the price was fair and the taxes are all paid up, so all we need is to get old Sam, Dad's lawyer, to draw up the contract. My sister was. ”“I’ve heard all these songs, but I’ve never played them on my guitar or sang them before.”“You can do it, Jerry. You played the piano and you’ve never even sat in front of a piano before.”“I’m glad my new manager has confidence in me. I’ll give it a try.”I started playing the lead-in for a Pat Boone song, ‘Love Letters In The Sand’ which has been played all over the radio stations - and dang if it didn’t come to me like I was the one who wrote the song. I think Sherry was just as amazed as me,. The two boys were impressed as always by their skill growing up, but now they seemed amazed by what they could do. They knew they couldn't take either girl if it came to a weapons fight.Ayden then whistled as they continued and then smiled. He was impressed that they seemed to be in a world of their own as they worked out. He realized that most of the other women around them had stopped and were now watching the two of them as well in admiration.As Michael watched he noted a few things that he. In my first story ‘Getting the Truth Out’, I told of how I made my wife confess about fucking the “nothing happened” person, and I mentioned about sharing a few stories. This is the story of my wife Susan and her lover Paul the “nothing happened” person fucking for the first time. My wife has had a few lovers some of which are before Paul, however, I will start with Paul, as he is the owner of the t-shirt that featured in my first story and the one that prompted the start of the confessions..