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BILL CADY Word Count: 149,227 - At My Friend's Place

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Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 2<br />

little things. When it‟s a matter of life or death, a guy does what he has to do to survive.<br />

I didn‟t have time to fool with him. Nor any of the other idiots encircling us.<br />

There was a woman waiting for me. A very special woman, and I loved her more<br />

than I‟d ever loved anyone. All I could feel was my overpowering need to get to her<br />

before any more time went by.<br />

She was pretty. Very pretty. An average size woman with long blonde hair and<br />

happy green eyes. Only twenty-four years old, she hadn‟t yet had time to realize all the<br />

pain and nastiness life can bring, so she wore a perpetual smile. It was a welcome mat to<br />

her inner being. A neon sign attesting she was not only harmless to all, but helpful to<br />

anyone.<br />

Very well built, it was still not her most prominent feature. More telling was the<br />

love in her eyes. <strong>At</strong> the moment, all that burning love was directed at me, and I had a<br />

deep seated need to return it. More than that, I sensed an incredible yearning to get to her<br />

breasts. Beyond my want for anything else in this world, I craved having her enticing<br />

breasts close to me. As close as I could possibly get them.<br />

<strong>My</strong> arms swung in all directions, flailing and punching, doing anything and<br />

everything I could to fight those bastards off. I absolutely had to get to her, and I<br />

couldn‟t possibly accept failure. Not now. Not this time. Funny, I didn‟t even know her<br />

name. We‟d never met before, but I could still tell she loved me. Very much.<br />

It was a safety net for me, her love. A promise, no matter who did what to whom<br />

for whatever reason, as long as she had a breath in her body, she‟d defend me from<br />

anyone and everyone. It was a two-way street. I‟d die for this woman, and she knew it<br />

without a word from me. When you have the kind of relationship we formed so<br />

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