The newly built breastworks high up along both sides of the caravan route would allow our troops to rain arrows and rocks down on an enemy below even ...before they reached the first wall. From the breastworks, a fist-sized rock became a deadly projectile to someone in the pass below, and there were tens of thousands of such rocks stored along the breastworks. The eastern slopes of the two mountains adjacent to the pass were deep, rocky chasms that looked like an ancient river had once run between. "She's got on all the right stuff," Carl said."Really, how does it all feel?" Stu asked."What kind of a question is that? I said a bit angry."Keep your voice down, people can hear you," Carl warned. "It's a legitimate question, isn't it? I mean, I can't ask a girl what abra feels like, can I?" Stu said."No, I guess not," I answered."OK then, how does it all feel?" Stu asked again. "Keep your voice down, stupid," Carl said. "If I tell you the truth, you promise not to make fun of me?" I asked. . At the last stop in the City more people got in and I was pushed further inside. Now I was standing next to that lady and next to her was a kid of around five years and next to him was an old man. My hip here was thrusting into her due to the movement of the bus. She gave me a plain stare; I looked around as if to complain, I was helpless.Now something caught my attention it was her boobs they were huge. She was wearing a sari. And I could see her cleavage. Not much seen though. Anyway being a. ”“The Bryanston-ites are ready,” Cathy called out as she looked over at Paul and me.“Call us in then, Cath,” I said after putting a couple more guitar picks in Sammy mic-stand holder.“One, two,” she called out before Lynette added, “One, two, three, four.”Paul, Cathy and I began playing the well-known intro to this song for four measures. Jennifer fired off her new tenor sax on the fifth measure, while Sam brought in her organ sound after the eighth measure of music. Lynette smiled brightly as.