When it comes time for the credits, I’ll leave my name off.”“You are on your own, chum,” Abby said. “I don’t want anything to do with porn....”“Fine. I’ll just run in, meet with Smokey Joe, make the deal, or not, and be home within an hour.”“Would that be the same Smokey Joe, Bull spoke of last night?”“I suspect it is. How many guys would have that name?” I left her and changed my clothes. When I came back, she was standing by the door.“What?” she snapped. “You surely don’t think I’d let you go. "Ya, but girls don't have a dick that would be popping up in full view of everyone."Brandi laughed. "Are you afraid that people are going to laugh when they see your wee-wee?"Justin looked angrily at his sister. "It's not a wee-wee." Chill, bro. I was just kidding," said Brandi, laughing. "I meant to say that are you afraid that people are going to run away when they see your might sword." I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound upset." Justin laughed at his sister's comment. "I just don't know if I. I can’t even imagine anything different!” She pulled my hand to her lips and kissed the back of it, and then turned it over and kissed my palm. That did make me feel a lot better, her telling me that. She’s so beautiful, so sweet and sparkling and bright, that I’m always just slightly puzzled and in awe of the fact that she’s my wife. There’s always that slight sense that I’m going to wake up and discover it was all just a dream. “You’re the best, my love. And I feel the same; not only can I. His Seconds returned his smile and nodded."AJ, Scott, run beside me and stay in cadence," Sean ordered as they walked toward the track that ran around the football field. "We'll do it like Poppa said they do it in the Marines. You guys, stay right behind AJ and Scott," Sean said to the chubby boy and the small boy. "Match your pace to theirs and try to match the length of your stride too. What's your names, anyway?" Um, I'm Steve Madison," the small boy said in confusion."I'm Kenny, uh, I'm Ken.