But equally, we’d have been foolish not to recognize the risks.This decision really was a big deal for us. Neil and I loved each other deeply and ha...d built a wonderful life together. And the fun and games we’d added these last two months were the icing on the cake. But we didn’t want to throw this all away by taking a wrong turn.Neil and I were really torn about what to do. The sex side of it was probably the easiest part of the decision. Before the last couple of weeks, giving up Jason would. "Can you do a lot of things like that?" he asked, curious."Yes, I did all of the work reforging it and heat treating it using the fire of my power source and some spells to keep the metal from oxidizing," I told him."You could be a great blacksmith," he told me. "With that kind of control you could do a lot." I have other things to do at present, Uncle Dan," I told him. "But may take up the trade later, as a hobby at least." Come by the house on Thanksgiving," I told him, as we shook hands. What was the point? Before I met him, I always said love was stupid. I always said I would never get attached, because it could only lead to getting hurt. I said I would never be that stupid, to open my heart to anybody. He convinced me he was different. And I believed him. Now I realize I was just another chapter in their romance. They’ve broken up, seen other people, gotten back together a hundred times. I was just another of his ‘in between’ girls. I was just part of a cycle, and that’s. Hoot’s Dad helped them and they soon got the original seat off and the new one in place. Mr. Robinson had done an excellent job, putting the fasteners in the exact place as the original ones and lining the new seat up with the curve of the fender.He even put a ‘grab handle’ on the seat across the top, made of a thick doubled leather strap and sewn with heavy thread, so the passenger could hold there too if need be.“That fits perfect Hoot, if you like, we can get some chrome rods and make you a.