He had been left in the will all his grandfather’s guns and weapons who, like Shaun, had been left handed. Aunt Vicky, his father’s sister, had mo...ved in with his grandmother, her husband had died of a heart attack early in their marriage. Her two children had grown up and moved away from the Crater. His grandmother never really got over the loss of her husband and died a few years later.He smiled to himself recalling the memories as he stubbed out the cigarette and unrolled his bedroll.The next. "Atlantic 709 we show you 1 mile and 1000 feet," Morton Tower."MAYDAY, MAYDAY, Morton Tower, Atlantic 709; we have lost number one engine - we are out of fuel."Everyone that was inside the terminal was now standing outside in the swirling snow."Atlantic 709 you are half a mile out on perfect alignment for runway 22," Morton Tower, "hang in there you have it made, glide it home."It was now down to seconds for 204 people. Flight 709 was still doing 200 miles an hour. Firemen and EMT's were. ‘Get in the tub and stand. I will do the initial cutting, then you can finish it off with the razor.’ ‘OK’ As I stood in the tub, Marti went rummaging in her bottom drawer for a pair of scissors. As she bent over to dig into the drawer, I saw that her pussy was just as pretty from the behind. Her full lips protruded behind her as she bent over and her pussy punctuated the perfection of the crease-line that separated her firm butt-cheeks. She was artin motion. Marti sat on the edge of the tub. What do you think of her now guys, is she the ugly duckling or the beautiful swan.”“Oh definitely the beautiful swan Tom.” Craig replied.“Definitely.” Ian added.“There Sarah, what did I tell you? Tom said, “Mike’s up in his room guys, go on up.”They did, but a lot slower than they usually did and they both kept looking back at me.“Told you, be proud of your body.” Tom said, “now what was it you wanted?”“These pills, I can’t understand the instructions.”Tom took the instructions off me and.