M.“Dude ... want a Coke?” Zack asked.“How ‘bout a Heineken?” Peter joked.“Yeah, right.” He handed over a red can from the 12-pack. “Gr...b that bag of Doritos, will ya? I’ll get the can of peanuts.” No one liked salted peanuts better than Zack Landers, who always had a big tin on hand to slake his obsession. Peter could take ‘em or leave ‘em, though; he was addicted to cashews. He furrowed his brow at the brand name on the can; or rather, the lack of one.“Big Lots,” Zack said disgustedly. “Mom. He thought that was total bullshit. “I am the token defensive player. There’s always one. In the entire history of the Heisman, only one defensive player has ever gotten it. It’s either going to be a quarterback, a running back, or a wide receiver. Anybody else is just there as window dressing.”I rolled my eyes when he said that. “You poor baby! Does that mean you won’t be getting drafted in an early round?”Jack snorted and laughed at that. “No, I won’t say that.”“You just better hope you don’t. Kya batao meri to hlat khrab ho gyi wife sath thi to kuch bol nhi paaya and lund ko thoda adjust kiya vo to bawla bahar ane ko machl raha tha.Udhar mene bhi apna hath ko dhire se upar kr ke unka left boob sahl diya. Vo or age ho gyi or mere hath ki range me aa gyi. Ab to dhere djire mene boobs par hath pherna shru kiya and wife ko bji dekhta ja raha tha. Pr vo to tablet ke asar se lgbhg soi hui thi. Ab mene auto wale se bola ki dhire dhire chalo. Usne auto start kiya nd hum chalne lage. Mere. Fucking idiot Colonel Yarnway and his lackey Lynch. I so want to see Lynch hanging from a tree, not that there were any on Darling Downs, but I'm writing this from a cabin on Freya. The last of the Wadi troops were pulled off Darling Downs this morning. Erica isn't with me. She's being taken to Borneo on one of the corvettes. Our tank as well as Horace's tank are in a transport pod attached to the Peterbilt, a stagecoach class freighter that Freya escorted to Darling Downs so they could get the.