Some of them are decades old, but still need decoding."I've gone out on a few digs as a student, but I am not really trained for general archaeology, ...and me standing over the shoulder of somebody waiting until he finds an inscription that needs decoding is pretty useless. In most cases the writing is easily understood, like in Latin, or it's a pre-historic site. Only a small portion of the digs had inscriptions that need my skills."In short, going to the field for me would be a complete waste. Nobody’s making me do this. It’s just that I think someday it might make a good story so I want to get it all down.First, I need to explain why I said Bob’s description of things was mostly accurate. It was all true from his point of view, but there were some things he didn’t know. Well, one thing he didn’t know.I lied to him about how safe it was to be having sex with me. It wasn’t the wrong time of month to get pregnant. It was actually the best time.I know I shouldn’t have done that. Mom. "And the Sheriff," I said."That goes without saying," Webster said the sarcastic smile was in his voice."I think I'll just pass, but tell him that I would love to if I felt better." I said."Who said you weren't going to play the game," Webster suggested."I don't know. I never promised anything more than a full days work for a full days pay." I expounded."The SBI wants a statement you can't put them off for long," he said."God how my times do I have to tell that same old story?" I asked."Till. Matter of fact she acted like I wasn't even turned on by her. She NEVER wore a bra and almost went topless every time we went swimming. I would always just stare at her tits and her hugmungous ass!!After a month of me and Samantha arguing. We started getting distance. One night it was the start of winter Samantha wanted me to stay over and keep her mom company while she worked as. bartender at a local night club! I agreed an stay at her house,ms Trisha was happy she would not be alone and.