There would be no way of knowing if it would be effective, or even needed, until they weathered the first attack. Like any fighter pilots, the Saunder...s family was not really worried—they were sure that they could out fly anything in the air. I hoped that they were right.We had to wait until the ground dried enough before we could try for a test flight. None of us wanted to take a chance with a muddy landing strip. We were afraid that the planes would flip over when they landed from a wheel. They get more protection under the law than men do. Some of them make more money than we do. Yet they still complain. Bitches, the whole lot of them. Call me whatever you want to call me, you know it’s true. It’s a sad world we live in, people. Look at any college. You will notice that there are more female students than male students. Why? Simply because someone very clever has manipulated the education system so that it works against boys while favoring girls. How else would you explain why. Sharad stumbled his way into the lounge following behind his two ladies who made a beeline for the sofa. They took a seat either side of Oskar and seemed not the slightest bit embarrassed to see that he already had eased his cock out of his pants. Indeed, they were filled with a sense of wonder when they realized what he had done and both of them made to grasp the swelling black cock that he was now holding.It was only after they had sat down that Sharad was able to see what was holding their. I'd sold Jake a shotgun that had belonged to my grandfather. It wasn't in great shape but it had some old time sentimental value for Jake. When I gave him the gun he didn't have the money with him so as long as I was close I figured I'd stop in and collect."Davy, just wait in the truck. It shouldn't take too long but Jake might make me drink a beer before he gives me the money."It was a Friday night and the place was jumpin'. I saw Jake behind the bar and sure enough, he pulled a beer before he.