22 mag in a upside down shoulder holster. The shotgun was legal so I carried it right out in the open.The Brit came in after a couple of months. "Hey,... he said to me."Where the fuck have you been?" I asked."Somewhere back in South America, teaching the government how to fight gangs." Brit said."And how did that work out?" I asked."About like you would expect. When the training broke down so completely, that we were leading strikes in the field, I knew the writing was on the wall." he said."Did. .sit up here" he beckoned, slapping his lap. She complied, angling herself up after shucking her white boots to drop her panties and slacks completely off. She didn't think there'd be room to fuck him from atop, not in a sitting position...to her delight, she'd plenty of head-room and no worrying about bumping her scalp. He braced himself to the seat-back and jerked himself up into her snatch; she eased herself down on him w/ a plop, resting for just a moment to enjoy the sensation.Both were. I chuckled.“What do you find funny young man?”“The fact that my sister just very neatly got out of her turn for the washing up,” I suggested.“Oh,” Mum replied, surprised, “the little madam.”“I’ll do it Aunt Pat, it’s mostly just loading the dishwasher anyway.”I quickly discovered that I’ll do it translates as David will do it while I supervise. But she was right it was mostly stacking the dishwasher. And she did put the leftover soup into a box for the freezer, before she handed me the pan for. Is it serious? What should I do?" asked Randy beginning to getworried."See my gynecologist." Never!" Suit yourself." Okay, who is it?" He sighed. Life was so hard and unfair.Ellen told him. Later Ellen was not surprise to be asked to meet ahysterical Randy."I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant!" Randy screamed. "I can't be pregnant! I'ma man!" Look in the mirror and say that. And for god's sake try to get agrip," said Ellen laughing. "You're acting like a hysterical woman!"Randy glared at the insensitive.