The guys nearby were holding their sides. I was biting my lip. He was playing it loose, getting in several good shots, while I had to be on my best be...havior. I introduced Sally and Janey to my former coach and he shook hands with each one. I was surprised he shook them so gently, without causing their shirts to rise. Knowing him, that took tremendous effort. It also showed me the respect he had for me."So, which one of you do I have to thank for that home run that won the game?" he asked. Hell, you needed a special permit to demolish a building in the downtown."What the hell do you mean?" Blevins asked."Well this new cruiser kind of reminds me of a stage coach," I said. "And you are kind of guarding the payroll." So where are we headed?" Blevins asked."To Tryon to make a deposit in my bank," I replied. He just shook his head in amazement that I would ask him to ride along.Exactly twenty minutes later we pulled into the parking lot, of the downtown branch, of the Bank of North. I've always associated nudity with sex. I guess I've never taken the next step, that nudity and sex are acceptable ends in themselves. I got brought up to think of sex as procreation. The fun — the wonder of it — wasn't acknowledged or it was made sinful. That's why I've just always been a clothes-on conservative. Seems like there are all kinds."Conservatism is a habit of thought, not politics," Anne said, absently, then looked up sharply. "Sorry, I've been working on a paper for philosophy.. He was between Kennedi in a backseat behind his dad who was driving it. Weird as it sounds, it was tight as hell but it worked out nonetheless. The two of them had always gotten along. That morning, their dad knew he had to pay attention to the road seeing as they were on the highway and so he brought along his head phones so he could listen to something work related. Soon enough the mom went into a deep sleep. It would take 5 hours to get to where they were headed. Seeing as Jarrod was cramped.