‘…the guy in the Camaro… are they still together?’ ‘Does it matter? That’s Bishop Junior’s cousin – the new TUTU capone.’ I swore as... I scratched my side at that, at the point the bullets had missed my ribs. Violent memories itch badly, they say. Bishop Junior. I chuckled at the irony and got off my chair to pace. I heard his joint crackle as he dragged on it and wished I could relapse for a day. ‘Yeah, funny right?’ Autch sounded somber. My eyes fell on my forgotten Heinekeen. I took it for a. Gehen in dem Waldsee schwimmen, kühlt schön ab, dann sitzen wir vor dem Wohnwagen in der Sonne, trinke Wein, Andreas fährt nach Roth zum Einkaufen.Bin allein, in der Woche ist hier wenig los, recht still, ich rauche die erste für heute. Habe Lust, fasse auf den flachen Bauch, ist schön, könnte ihn überraschen, freu mich auf die nachgeholte Hochzeitsnacht, bin mir nicht sicher ob das zu gewagt ist. Gehe rein, mache das Bett hinten im Wohnwagen fertig. Der Sekt ist noch kühl, stelle ihn und zwei. "The porch swing creaked as Kim's roommate, best friend and lover Pam Maguire sat down beside her. The taller girl stretched out her legs. Kim enjoyed the sight as Pam flexed those legs. Always shapely from all the running her athlete friend did, the coastal sun had tanned them to a golden brown."Its been fun though, hasn't it?" Pam smiled at her, reaching over to tousle the short black hair that even the bright South Carolina sun had failed to lighten."It has," Kim leaned against her friend,. She called me over, getting one of the backup midfielders to fill my slot. She asked and I gave her the skinny on what we had done. She let them play on while we talked about what we thought that we needed to do to prepare for Central next week. As that team had no particular star, but a very strong defense, we discussed a number of options. We ended our talk and she then whistled the team to midfield.“Thanks, Beth, for filling in. As per usual with auto accidents, it looked like someone did.