I'm not a great one, but I have a few goodstories and some fans to prove it. I doubt I will ever be as great as theProfessor or Morpheus.There are a n...umber of people I want to meet because I talked to them online and feel some connection. One, Sarah Barndt should be easy to spot.There are few 5' 9" redheads that have a lot of love in them.Another great wish is to meet Mindy. One night she taught me that the bestway to fight someone with hate is to do it with love. The only problemwith meeting. I had a bench seat out of my dad’s old pick up and some fold out chairs in there to sit on. The floor was all carpeted with 2 layers of foam padding; my dad laid carpet at the time for a living. I had a bamboo blind set up at the back of it that closed off a part that had a single bed behind it. My friend and I would go out there after school, turn on the black light and stereo and smoke pot before my dad would come home from work. We would bring all the girls there and make out all the time. It was a relaxing slow drive with no reason to hurry. The saw toothed ridge had a high point that blocked radio transmissions and views in the direction of the lookout. Trina pulled over at the tower and Dave let of the gas and set the brake. They disengaged from each other and kissed as they got out and looked around. Dave said they should check the facility first and check out each other more when they got up to the tower itself. The generator room, cellar, water tank and outhouse were all. Part Mastiff, part Collie andpart Alsatian – a true mongrel, but a lovely naturedpooch, roughly the size of a small boxer.I abandoned the spuds to give Boof a scratch along hisback, which never failed to make his eyes roll and histail wag and his tongue fall comically from his mouth.He arched his back as he always does, moving himselfforwards and back as the itchy spot shifted, all thewhile happily mumbling to himself, as dogs do. I movedmy hands down his ribs, scratching away, when, as.