Wolf for editing this for me. And making it a much better read.Here we were on a cruise with an older couple we knew. Bill worked at the same plant as...my wife. He also repaired vehicles on the side and that's how we became friends. His wife Agnes was a stay at home grandma and watched her grandchildren.We had been friends for a good ten years and when we decided to go on a cruise for our twentieth anniversary we were looking for someone who would like to go with us and could afford it. Bill and. He put me down, and I looked up to him, as he looked down to me, our eyes locked on each other. He bent down towards me, and kissed me on the lips, his lips ferociously meeting mine, as if he was driven by lust, his hand pulling my towards him at the waist, my hands wrapped around his neck pulling him towards me as we kissed. "Woah," said Josh, looking at the others, "oh la la!" The others laughed, clearly still affected by the alcohol. Luke picked me up, and carried me over to the to one of. Is that true?”“It is, Your Honor.”“Would you say it is commonplace in Kassan for an uncle to watch his brother copulate in the mouth of his own son?”“I...I don’t think so but my brother is incapacitated and they needed my help as a witness.”“I see. And, is your testimony also that you witnessed your brother engaging in sex acts with his son and that it included the thrusting of his penis in the boy’s mouth?”“Yes, Your Honor.”“How many times did you witness that?”“Six, Your Honor.”“And is it. Every time he heard the words “Mail Call,” John’s heart nearly stopped, but he was disappointed every time…until one rainy Saturday when another envelope was thrust into his hand. The sight of his name in that blue ink sent his heart soaring. With trembling fingers, he ripped into the envelope. “My dearest Bart, It’s a cold, dark night, peaceful and beautiful. I’m sitting in a recliner by my bedroom window, watching the snow fall on the nearby hills, and I can’t help thinking of you and wishing.