More than half of the attackers were already down and Odar had just engaged his next enemy when, from the corner of his eye, he saw movement to his ri...ght. A huge old man wielding a battle axe rushed him, his mouth wide open."Die, Usurper!"It was old Botho. Odar saw him but he was unable to turn to defend himself against the charge because the other enemy was still pressing him. Suddenly, young Anais stood between him and the rushing Botho, brandishing her javelin."Whelp of a foreign bitch, take. Fiona was the only lawyer in the firm that didn’t generate the large sums that would be common from the other partners. She was the one that had continued the specialty that Mr. Soper Senior had started the firm with back in the 70’s. He had made his son promise to continue to keep family law as part of the firm when he passed the reigns fifteen years ago. And good to his word, Managing Partner, Steve Soper had kept the family law in the company, even though his father had passed four years. ’ (Mark Twain) Twelve hours. That’s how much time I was going to spend alone with a man who was a complete stranger to me. That’s how much time we were being given to make some kind of erotic connection with one another. I silently wondered (yet again), if my performance would be judged adequate by those who would be observing… THE FIFTY From my perspective, the year was 2005. Things were pretty strange for most everyone on Earth, to say the least. A few months earlier, a small group of people. He was casting about in front of them and to the sides like a good hunting dog so Mike had some hopes for his help in finding small game for the eating table.At the fork of the stream, Mike stopped for a break and asked Tom,"Do you see that other fork over there by the rock?"Tom poured a canteen of water over his head."Yes sir that is the way to the Henderson's place. It is about two miles off to the left and through that stand of timber. The Henderson's are good people. There is the old lady.