Thankfully the falling metal crossbar that made up the length of the rack missed my head and abdomen; though as it crashed down upon my chestnuts, I understood once again the classic dread of all men: The Nutcracker maneuver. Flashes of light come from the lamp posts as the barest of illumination they provide flicker on and off, the brighter flashes of lightning mixing with the first falling of rain from the heavens to cast an eerie glow across the land between times of darkness. Xnx “Mr. Right now, I imagine the world record for ‘clueless idiot’ has just been broken. Oh how I can still feel the heat of her breath upon my skin, the gentle breeze coming from the smiling lips and her nose…
Then in an instant to the here and now I suddenly returned, calling out orders to the handful of my men
