He found the hatchet and went a short way into the woods. He cut a branch about 1 inch around and about 5 feet long with a fork at one end. He came ba...ck to the edge of the woods and drove the fork into the ground. He took another straight stick about 2 inches around and 8 feet long and put it in the crotch of the fork that he had driven in the ground. He went back into the woods and started gathering small branches and started laying them on the 8-foot stick until he had an open tent shaped. This caused me to come up on my knees and as I did, I saw the barrel of his shotgun coming down to line up with me. Time went into slow motion. I was lining up with his chest and my finger was squeezing the trigger as the barrel of the shotgun came down. I squeezed, felt the .45 buck, simultaneously with the searing blast of that shotgun. I felt tearing on my shoulderblade and my butt and my calf. I ignored those feelings and pulled the trigger once more.The invader fell, and as he did, I. They kept coming one after another!After marriage, on my first night, I told him in lain words that I had several boy friends and I needed them to keep satisfying me. He laughed and said he agreed but said I had to also agree to something more! He wanted his several clients and business relations to be obliged! I couldn’t have asked for more! Now he keeps sending me to his clients and when there is no one, I keep inviting men from every where!One day I told him that I had fucked so many men,. I read it, but can't believe it and announce, "Erast Petrovich Fandorin, we have finally caught you!"Gretchen asks, "Is this Ben and if so how do you know this is Ben? And why would he choose to show up now and in all places, Glacier National Park?"I hug the report to my chest because it's the first news of Ben since he left the cabin and answer, "I am sure it is Ben! Erast Petrovich Fandorin is a fictional character in a series of books written by Boris Akunin which Ben loves. As to why he.