.. he's talking to it."Kurt, that's NOT an Ent. It's a Maple." Are you sure?" asked Kurt. "It looks pretty Entish to me." C'mon, guy. Mr. Ott is still...watching. Vickie! Quit kissing my wife." Aw ... rats!" This from both the wife and Vickie. Sometimes the two of them talk like twins!Mr. Ott pulls up behind us ... but we keep walking. Two more blocks ... with a police escort.It's not a parade ... yet ... but, if we have more friends show up ... it'll pass for one.Finally! The park. Not that. If this offends you, please stop reading now. Also,there is some adult material somewhere in here. This story may bearchived on any free site. Just let me know.Brewmeister by Sarah MillerIt was Carl's 40th birthday, and he rushed out of the officeat five, eager to get home to the surprise party he suspectedwas planned. He was in a good mood. No, an excellent mood. His team had just delivered the latest release of hisproject's software - 275,000 lines of code on time and underbudget. . Strangers looked at me with envy as I was in the company of two lovely young women. And when the girls introduced me to a friend of theirs named Sarah, I saw Sally's eyes sparkle with interest. (In the car, the girls said Sally had whispered to them she'd like to go out with me. "We plan to keep you too tired to share," Brenda said, squeezing my crotch.) The fun didn't stop when Linda and Charles came home, either. We just got more careful. Each night, one of the girls would quietly sneak. " She started working her way forward to get off, the wheelchair's armrests made getting off sideways too difficult.I pulled her back, saying, "You get first dibs on being with me, Carol. You can stay until you feel you've had enough lap time. Julia knows how important you are to me, and this is how things are going to be in the future, so she'll wait."Carol had a low opinion of her value, and she couldn't believe that someone as smart, successful and sought after as me would want to - as she.
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