It was heavily wooded, and had water on it. This pleased him, as he wanted to build out here, and it was very private.He had gotten his money from his...parent's savings and insurance, and from the sale of their small farm after their death in an auto accident, a couple months back. He was single and feeling a bit lonely without his parents to talk too.A couple weeks after he had closed on the sale, he had hauled several items of equipment and supplies as far as his four-wheel-drive Jeep would. That was my cue. I flipped my fire selector to full auto and my ammo choice to incendiary. The Stuka was still a little out of range when I started shooting, but I didn't mind wasting the ammunition. I put up a steady wall of fire and let the Stuka fly into it. God! What a sight when the monster flew into those incendiary shot. Its body and wings seemed to go off like a Fourth-of-July fireworks display. Its wings lasted only a few seconds under the rain of shot, and it crashed practically at my. “Your portrait is lonely in the living room.” “Huh, you have something in mind, don’t you?” “We use the living room maybe three or four times a year; I have been thinking about converting it to an art gallery. How does that sound to you?” They talked until the champagne ran dry about converting their living room to a gallery space. Laura agreed and turned the project over to Dan with one suggestion. “Think about portraits of your other ladies to go up next to mine. They can be my ladies in. I was standing in front of the urinal when Sean walked in. I said hey and we made small talk as he went in the stale next to me to take a crap. I was washing my hands when Sean said that he was really horny and needed to beat off. I laughed and told him that he might as well go ahead and do it since he was in a stale and had it out. He said that I was right and asked me if I would join him. I remembered that the doors to the bathroom had a latch on them so they could be locked when a female.