Icautiously choked back tears of pain, of loss - of hatred! The hauntingmemory of my younger brother Brian, my only brother, still trappedsomewhere wi...hin her hull. Our missions had taken on new meaning for meafter that. I dedicated each and every one to him. This mission was nodifferent. "For you brother!" I choked out as I dropped my salute. Noone questioned the fact that I, the Captain, quickly left the bridge.Almost everyone onboard knew.Once in open water, I ordered us to seventy feet and. And I don’t intend to be the loser.“Oh, I forgot one thing. During the match, we bothhave to trash talk. We have to call each other namesand talk about all sorts of filthy things that we’regoing to do to each other. What do you think, Ned?”“I think that I will never be able to understand howyou can come up with such bizarre ideas. Won’t theloser get hurt?”“That’s where all that oil comes in. It will helpprotect the loser. The loser will be. His work made the final product much more readable. As always, however, any errors remaining are mine. I did tweak this one a little after he returned it. ***** Garrett Mans came slouching into the kitchen of his mother’s house late once again for supper. The 19-year-old well-built boy was completely unable to keep to a schedule and it drove his mother into fits of anger that sometimes threatened to become uncontrollable. Wilma Mans was not an easy woman to live with at any time and when she. You see my demure wife is a great looking lady despite our middle ages, of course age takes it toil but she holds her age wonderful and the guys still look her way when she walks by. We have been going to a local nightclub/pub for a few months for dancing and drinking. The people seem to know us and we seem to attract new friends, male and female. One night she had gotten really shitfaced drunk and was having a great time.. Let me say that when she dances she can make a guy want to fuck her..