She’s in a bad spot, and I was free to help. Admittedly, I might not have ridden Brian a hundred and eighty miles, at this time of year, for pleasur...e, but I don’t mind visiting Sheffield.”“Brian?”I grinned. “My bike is ... not fast. When I got used to him, I remembered that children’s programme...”His eyes sparkled. “The Magic Roundabout!”“Indeed.”“I’m old enough to remember that the first time round, in black and white. Brian was the snail?”“Yes. Anyway, it seems to fit somehow.”“Okay. Now. When it did turn warmer, the snow melt was even more dangerous. For almost a day, the creek was running so high it was nibbling at the steps of their cabin. The water was still running high when Jim saddled one of their horses - one of them had not made it, either - and rode into Tarryall.The town looked terrible. Half the buildings were gone, torn down for firewood, and the remaining ones had no furniture anymore. Jim hitched his horse in front of the Golden Nugget and went in. It seemed half. This one was not like that last one with “slam-bang, thank-you-ma’am” attitude that matched his oversized penis. She liked the fit of this German Shepard and he seemed a gentleman from the way her held her steady with his two front paws.Rex had already started to give Queenie his spunk when Queenie’s mistress the girl in the cardigan looked up from her phone to see her lovely Collie dishonored by a stranger’s dog.She lifted her skirts showing her slender sun-tanned legs and ran to Queenie’s aid. Getting something for my loving wife isn’t hard since we both aren’t too picky. Anything we get each other we both appreciate it. To be honest ladies and gentlemen, when I heard my wife’s full name, I had to snicker at it but all in all I thought it was cute. ‘Snicker my ass baby. You laughed like Hell at it.’ Derisa tells me as she walks in my eye sight. I give her a good look over and I have to say, I’m the luckiest man alive right now. Derisa is wearing a strawberry red see-thru nightie.