"I-I-I'm sorry, M-m-myl-l- -," the varlet splutters, trembling all over."Shut up," you interrupt him."First of all, you'll familiarize with my private...parts," you instruct him, slide your buttocks to the foremost edge of the chair, and look at the knave expectantly."What are you waiting for?" I-I-I'm sorry, Mylady," he answers with a tremulous voice, ere he kneels down in front of you."Place your fingers on my private parts," you order and spread your thighs as far as possible.He touches your. A short distance ahead Tad passed a sign that said " You are on private property and we shoot trespassers".Libby asked Tad if it was alright for them to be there. Tad told her he owned a square mile of this swamp and they were on his land. Libby asked if he meant water rather than land.Tad told her that about three hundred acres was dry. Tad told Libby that his grand father had it drilled years ago and found that it was a salt dome. Tad said that some day it would be very valuable land.Tad ran. " I was," I agreed. I took a deep breath. "You'll hear on the news soon enough. I was arrested last night for drunk driving." No way!" Matt responded. "Hell, I don't think you had anything to drink last night. All I ever saw in your hand was cans of Coke."I related the night's story to my young friend. He responded, "That sucks, Coach."I overheard his mother say, "Matthew! Language!" Sorry, Mom. That really stinks, Coach." Matt said. "Let me tell the other guys and parents what happened." Matt. Perhaps I saw some of his character in you as well. He was a good man who thought of everyone else before he thought about himself.’ ‘You got pretty irate at first when you saw those photographs, but then you got your emotions under control and, yes, you mentioned that you’d have to divorce Jean. But your number one consideration was on what effect it was all going to have to Annette and Sheryl. And what possible damage had been done already.’ ‘It was?’ I replied. ———————————– Of course, I.