They were scanning the sky looking for something to shoot. The guy holding the gun was using his naked eyes, a loader wasn't doing much, and a third g...y had big binoculars. I crept close so I could check, and I confirmed that his binoc's were light-amplifiers. They probably wouldn't see me if I flew overhead with the sheet covering me, but a probability of 80 to 90% left a worrying 10 to 20% chance of my ass getting shot off.They were looking up, so I dropped lower and slid closer. Fifty yards. This was acritical juncture in this game, and God-fucking-damn it he needed adrink!He opened the last cupboard.... "FUCK!"Mikey's stomach ached. He needed to go to the bathroom. "Um... Santa?" SHUT THE FUCK UP!" shrieked Frank at the top of his lungs, and drewhis hand back to slap the brat, but stopped when he saw he wouldn'tneed to. The look on the soft young face was one he'd seen before. Thekid was cowering in a state of shock and bewilderment, having justbegun to figure out that this. " Why?" 'Cause I think it looks nicer." And feels nicer I thought, but didn't say."Why?"The little girl saved me from the "why" trail we were headed down. Pulling her skirt up she lifted the waist of her panties to peek down at herself. "I don't have any hair down there. Jeffy doesn't neither. I've seen him. He has a little peedler. Daddy's got a great big one, and lotsa hair. So does mommy." You'll grow hair down there when you're older," I told her. "So will Jeffy, and his peedler'll get. But for me it was a case of opportunity only knocks once.Back home among the flat land grain silos over Christmas, I’d determined I would have to turn over a brand new leaf to kick-start my legal career. I knew before I started that it was impossible to impress my Daddy, who’s a small town Judge respected by everyone in the county. There was no way I could ever consider a practice in the same town as Daddy operated. I had hoped he’d be impressed by my moving to the biggest city of them all to.