No attempt should be made to copy or redistribute in any form on any other site.I’ll begin with the fights.My neighbour’s daughter, Beth (heavy bu...ild, late 30s, brunette hair always tied back from her forehead in a chavvy ponytail) was going through a very messy divorce. She’d moved back in next door with her daughter, Lily, but her ex was a regular visitor. Most of these visits were loud, shouty, and I could hear word for word through the wall. “you lazy bitch”, “you cheating bastard”,. .." The man made some entries into his pad, then looked up again. "Ship name?"They had forgotten to name the ship.Don chuckled. He contemplated looking back at the others to get their input, but he could already sense their grins and figured it would give off a sense of weakness. Looking at the officer he pulled a name out of the air."It's the Liberty." Registration?" No."The man once again sized up Don and his companions. He looked up at the large bulk of the ship, seeming to be. Ray complimented Amy on how beautiful she looked that night and how she was a good a dancer. Since Amy was standing right next to Ray and he was looking down when he talked to her. He could see she had great rack that was doing battle in trying to stay within the confines of her dress. Her long blond hair was draped over one shoulder and gave Amy a look that was worth a few jurors saying "not guilty" no matter what the evidence showed. On the next dance, which was a slow one, Amy was right up. But I'm not a girl. I...I can't wear a dress," he said almost intears."Of course you can baby. I think you will look precious in a prettydress. I just happen to have one you can try on. Before you try it comehere and let Auntie Bea give you a big hug," Mary said holding out herarms.Edward rushed into her welcoming arms and soft breasts. He had alwaysfound her hugs to be comforting and he needed one now. When he firststarted working at the library, he usually came away from those hugs.