Scott was particularly moved when he saw the Saltire flying from some of the buildings."Once again you were right Scott. There is indeed a strong need... for timber of the type that we have here in Fife. Apparently it is far harder wearing than other woods and a favourite for ship masts and furniture. Fife is doing very well out of it." Good Murdoch, you needed something to help you get your lands back on their feet after years of Saxon oppression. It also seems that you've managed to drum up some. Because we do not know who his father is, our mother named him after Grandpa whose name is George. Because they live in the same house he is George Boy. In custom he will always be known in the family, neighbors and friends as George Boy even if he grows up has a PhD and is 6'5” tall and weighs 350 pounds, Even if Grandpa Dies his name will still be George Boy Mickels.The Three of us think that Grandpa wants our mom to have one more baby before he dies. We suspect their trying but George Boy. ." I stuttered. "But you work there. What if I were to see you... n..." I moved my hands down, as though outlining her form. Both mom and sis were wearing denim cutoffs and tight, white t-shirts - the uniform of the club. The only difference between them was that sis wore thigh-high boots and mom had on a pair of trainers."NAKED, brother? And why would that be a problem? Would you get a bulge in those pants seeing THIS body?"She began to dance, swaying her hips and moving her hands over her. I kept picturing the stream I had squeezed out onto the ground and wondered about the drips I had lost on the walk home. On a whim, I stopped at my boyfriend’s house and knocked. His Mum answered and called up to his room. He came down and we headed straight out back to the rec room. We started kissing as soon as we were inside. He broke off and reached inside the front of his pants to pull something out. He produced my bra that I had shoved under his pillow on the weekend. I had.