"I love you, Tory. I'm going to help you through this." Mitch stopped within arms reach of Tory."I DON'T LOVE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU AND THE NAVY... FOR KILLING MY SON!" We don't know that he's dead, Tory," Mitch reassured her, still talking softly. In the quiet as he spoke, Mitch was aware that Trent had come up the stairs and was listening nearby. "Right now, he's only missing. For all we know, he could be fine; we need to keep the faith." YOU'RE LYING!" Tory shouted, growing hoarser as she. She asked me how I pulled it off I told her it wasn’t easy and to enjoy herself because I was going to go get drunk! Several hours later I was totally fucked up and passed out on top of a picnic table, apparently there were bodies all over the place. I had a dream that Dave was pulling me off the table then bending me over it, and he was licking my pussy, I could feel myself getting wet, then I felt his cock pushing into my pussy, umm I dreamed then it didn’t feel right, it was too big and. .. what do I think about what?" he answered nervously."About having another woman in the house ... all the time." Oh ... I don't know. Depends, I guess," he struggled.I could see Marion trying desperately to contain herself. She was moments away from bursting out laughing. Angus just had an odd look about him, like he wondered what was going on. Rance had that same look, except a little more like a deer in the headlights.We dug into the breakfast, conversation at a minimum. Rance seemed to be. Jimmy had 43 yards to run. “Tweny-five—twelve--TOUCHDOWN !!! OMG the Mustangs have done it—the Mustangs have won “ !! The stadium explodes. The cannons fire---boom---boom---boom. The fireworks are shooting high above the stadium---coke and pop corn are flying everywhere. The four mgrs instantly engage in the most traditional thing in football---pouring all that gatoraide over the ¼ backs head, lol. I was soaked. The fans rush the field—elevating Carlise high above. Tv crews and radio announcers.