Friday Freebie with Jack: Peace, Love, and Death #1

Aaaaaand we're back. Last week, I was caught up with my new release, In His Custody with Morganna Williams. No excuses this week and I'm delivering. We're starting a new series arc, Peace, Love, and Death - one if you'll remember from my update will take place in the 1970's.


Let's join our hero, Death, whose story is already in progress...

Peace, Love, and Death #1

“Whoa, just what the hell is that?”

“This is the good shit, Graham. Not that weak crap you bought last week.”

Yep, here I was, the all-powerful horseman Death (going by the pseudonym Graham Reeper - get it?!) sitting in a rundown apartment in Boston with my stoner roommate, Herman. I liked Herman; he was the first human in a good long time that wasn’t concerned with the stupid shit, you know? Herman cared about weed and women. I cared about those things, too.

A few years back, in 1968 I think, I settled on Boston as my newest hangout. Yep, you guessed it, a girl was involved. Her name was Alyssa and she’d been a stripper in the Big Apple. Khloros and I were taking a loop around the Bronx when I saw her. A one night stand turned into a two night stand which, in turn, led to some sort of sex driven relationship. I’m not proud to say that a woman’s ability to bring about multiple orgasms in a row is a quality I look into.

So yeah, Alyssa wanted to go to Boston to pursue a modeling career or something. Alyssa always had dollar signs in her eyes. Well, we moved and two days into our adventure, she got gunned down by the Irish Mafia. Turns out, the dollar signs were so big that she tried to rob an underground poker parlor. The guy I butchered into tiny pieces confessed that to me right before his passing.

Killing off a big portion of the Irish Mafia didn’t sit well with the people who kept tabs on me. Yuri, one pompous angel, basically put me under house arrest and told me I needed to work off my debt to the Big Guy, Upstairs. I did, but in the time I spent here, grew to love it. That’s brings us today where I’m currently lighting up joints with old Herman.

The deadbeat took another huff. “The problem, Graham, is you’re cheap. If you want the good stuff, you have to pay for it.

“Where did you get money to pay for this?”

“I’m a courier, dude. I get a nice stash of cash for each item I successfully deliver for my employers.”

I didn’t even want to know. Money was never a problem for me (one of the perks of being immortal), so jobs were technically useless. I was thinking of starting up in a university or something. A good education and access to all the co-eds one could ever want? That’s the American Dream if I ever understood it.

However, even as high as I was, I had a nagging feeling. “Who do you courier for?” I asked.

And damnit, didn’t the answer destroy my buzz. “Ah, some chill dude I met down by the wharf. His name is Balthazar.”

My joint hung for a moment from my mouth, before falling to the floor. Balthazar was a bloody wizard, and not just any old wizard. That asshole had trained under Morgan Le Fey, the long dead witch who wanted to start an apocalypse or something.

If Balthazar was here, that’d only mean trouble for me. I took another hit off my joint and pretended I didn’t hear a thing.

*Tune in next week as Death’s high is ruined even further when Herman gets into something way over his beatnik head!

Jack - jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Friday Freebie with Jack: Enter The Crusades!

So, after a 2 week sabbatical, I'm back. I apologize for last Friday, I had a bad flight the evening before and spent most of my day in bed with migraines and such. Today is a new day and we've got an adventure to get back to! Let's see what Death has gotten himself into this time.

Enter The Crusades!: Part 3

Markos was incredibly strong, as all Wrath demons were. I used his weight against him, easing up on my blade. He stumbled forward as his axe slid down Leviathan and to the ground. Thinking I was quicker than him, I tried to attack his prone back. Markos was ready, using the backside of the axe to block it. He pushed me away and stood back up to his full height.

“I’m impressed. I was under the impression your reputation was inflated.”

Hmph, that was rather annoying. “Oh no, Junior. You didn’t just say I was overrated.”

He leaned forward and dug his foot into the broken floor. “I’m afraid I did.”

The Wrath demon came at me again, no fear in his eyes. That was quite the insult. He swung the axe hard and it missed, cracking even more of the floor. I danced away from a second and third blow, patiently waiting for my opportunity. When it came, I was just too far away. Not willing to risk it, I bit my instincts down and didn’t attack.

With his assault over, “Are you planning on avoiding me forever? Come now, you can do more than prance.”

Ohhh, he was really good at taunting. The best taunters are the ones who actually mean each word that comes out of their mouths. If you don’t believe what you’re tellin’, then it comes across as pathetic. Markos was right, if I wanted to keep going, I had to actually do something.

With Leviathan dragging against the ground, I came at him and performed a double jump at the very last moment. I somersaulted over him He hadn’t been expecting the move so it was no surprise when I was able to sink the sharp edge on my scythe into his unprotected back before he had a chance to do anything. From there, it was easy pickings. One more solid thrust into the back of the head as he fell to a knee finished off the impressive Wrath demon.

“Bravo brother.”

“Damnit War,” I said. There, as smug as ever, was my brother. “How long were you standing there?”

He pried his lazy ass off the marble wall. “Long enough to see if you still had it. Apparently, you do.”

The two of us fell in line, walking back towards the exit that led under the mausoleum. Who did this moron think he was, grading me? Ohhh, he was lucky he was my brother or I’d open a can of whoop ass on him.

As we wandered down the stairs, “Did you get all your jollies out watching humans kill each other?”

“It’s been a wonderful battle, brother. You should’ve been there,” he said. Was he reminiscing about a battle that was still raging outside? What a weirdo.

When the stairs reached the bottom, War bashed the wooden door open with the sort of bravado you’d expect from a guy named War. Inside, it seemed Hell had come to Earth. There were two Lust demons, a Wrath demon, and a human witch. The witch, who ironically seemed to be leading the demons in some sort of ceremony, reached out and grabbed a dagger.

Neither War nor I knew what to expect. I half expected the witch to try and throw It at one of us. Instead, she plunged it into her heart, blood spitting out of the wound and on to the demons around her. This was black magic like I was unfamiliar with. As the blood hit the demons, they all began to smoke and burn. Shit – this was a summoning ritual.

A portal opened as the demons fell to the ground dead. A burning pentagram appeared out of their ashes and a figure emerged from the smoke.

“Hello boys,” came a sultry and dangerous voice.

Oh shit – Lilith was here.

Next week we wrap this first adventure up. Have a great and bacon filled weekend everyone.

Jack

jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Wip-It-Up Wednesday

Hey everyone! Welcome back to another great Wednesday. I hope you enjoy the two excerpts I have up for today's...



First up is a short clip from my brand new release, The Electric Mile!

I was back in the Neon Underground. This was odd. Something told me that I wasn’t supposed to be here. But I couldn’t place it. Either way, I followed the path down into the market place just to check things out. The different guns, blades, and armor that they were selling were pretty damn cool.

While I was checking out a modified pistol called a Repeater, I felt a hand touch my shoulder. Turning around, “You!”

“Welcome back, Ash,” Ira greeted me warmly. She was in charge of this place. “Though if you prefer, I can call you Vector, as the others do.”

Vector was a cool name, but when she called me Ash, it made me melt. “No, no Ash is fine.” I turned around and pointed to the Repeater. “Pretty cool firearm, huh?”

“I’m a healer; I’m not much of a frontline fighter.” She looped her arm through mine. “Come, there is much I’d like to show you.”

We went on a tour around the Neon Underground. All of this felt so much like déjà vu. She said welcome back, as if I’d been here before and met her. Had I met her? I couldn’t quite reach this fleeting memory that was drifting in the back of my mind. It was just out of reach.

Finishing up the tour at her office, “I hope everything was to your satisfaction.”

That was odd, why would I need to be consulted. “You’re doing a fine job, anyone with two eyes can see that.”

Ira gave me a small bow. “Thank you, sir. I do my best.”

“Have we met before, Ira?”

As soon as I asked the question, everything went fuzzy. When it focused back in, “I’m glad everything is up to your standards. Still, if you feel the need to discipline me…”

Her intoxicating butt, still covered by her pencil skirt, was presented to me. What was I asking again? It didn’t matter. I gently patted her ass, each pat reacting with a giggle from Ira. She looked back around, “You tease. Don’t hold back, Ash.”

If she was asking… “Okay.” No longer holding back, my hand cracked her soft ass, sending it wiggling under her skirt. God I loved that. Once more, and I listened carefully to her moans. “Is that what you needed?”

“Again,” she cooed. “I’m such a naughty girl.”

Carefully rolling up her skirt, I saw her bare ass staring at me. I inhaled the musky scent of lust from her exposed love hole. If she wanted a good spanking, she’d get one. Each time my palm connected with her, it was a well-placed, loving blow. After the fourth or fifth strike, I couldn’t help but notice how wet she’d gotten. The spanking had done its job. She was ready.

I unbuckled my pants, freeing myself. As each inch slid into her, something amazingly right washed over me. I’m not sure what it was, but it sent me straight into a far too early orgasm. But Ira never blinked. She took it all in with just a smile.

We kept going after. Every so often as I bucked my hips against her, I added a spank to her supple ass. The added contact was driving my girl crazy. Her intensity picked up, and then mine did. Soon, we were fucking like wild animals, not being able to get enough of each other’s touch.

The second orgasm was the most fulfilling sensation I’d ever had. Ira came with me, the beauty of the scene overwhelming both of us. As soon as the last drop of cum found its way into her, I went limp. Seconds later, when she finished, she joined me and we collapsed to the floor. All I could do was wrap my arms around her and bring her in close.

Ira nibbled on my ear. Then, in a low voice, “You have to go back soon.”

“What do you mean?”

A tear fell from her eye. “You have to go back.” She touched my heart. “Remember this feeling. One day, you’ll experience it again.”

****

I woke up in a cold sweat. I’d been asleep inside our tent, right outside Binary Cove. I’d been dreaming, but I couldn’t remember about what. The feeling had been so real, yet now that I was awake, I had no recollection of what happened. I sat there for a few minutes, trying to will myself into remembering. Eventually, when nothing returned to me, I laid my head back down, to finish resting up.

As my eyes shut once more, a lovely blonde woman welcomed me as I drifted back off to sleep. I dozed off in her warm embrace.

If you'd like to read the entire book, you can find it on Amazon! Just head over to my author page: www.amazon.com/author/jackcrosby

My next offering is from a title that is currently in the works with talented author, Morganna Williams. The project title is Facebook Killer and here's what we got today!

My experience with the opposite sex wasn’t all that great. From what I could tell in this room, I loved them. “I think bad girls are sexy.”

Then she did the weirdest thing. She leaned over my lap. “Bad girls are sexy. We’re even sexier when we are punished, Mister.”

The way she said Mister, it was so damn sexy. “How are bad girls punished?”

She grabbed my hand and guided it to her leather clad ass. “Spank me, Mister. Make me beg for your forgiveness.”

She wanted me to spank her? I hesitated, unsure of what to do. I rubbed the leather for a moment before an impulse overcame me. I lifted my hand high in the air and hit her ass with everything I had. Flesh met leather and it cracked like a whip. My nasty little bartender let out a moan I’d never forget.

“Mister, oh Mister, harder! You don’t know how bad I’ve been!”

At her urging, I connected again on her ass and again. With each successive crack of the hand, Mindy let out breathless sighs that told me she was very much enjoying this. Going with it, I grabbed the waist of her pants and pulled them down. There was no underwear, just a bare ass. It was getting red from the punishment.

She looked back, her grey eyes meeting mine. “You’re entering the Land of No Return. You spank me now, and you’ll never be able to give it up.”

I didn’t respond with words, I responded with the flat of my hand. The feel of her soft skin under the contact sprang my semi erection into a full blown hard-on. Seeing my handiwork against her pearly white ass was a joy in of itself.

My next crack got a bit closer to her womanhood. There was heat coming off of it. When I plunged my finger down, I could feel just how wet this made her. It only took two strokes of my middle finger to get a mine tremble from her. Feeling around some more, I ran my hand through her small tuft of hair.

Her voice was unsteady. “Mister, can you finish the job? Can you really show me whose boss?”

I picked her off my lap and placed her ass down on the couch. Her pants were around her thighs, so I pushed them down a bit further over her boots, giving me leverage to insert my throbbing erection into her. Her eyes widened as I entered, a guilty pleasure shared by the both of us in that moment.

My sense of horniness took over. There’d be no slow build up, there’d only be maximum pleasure at warp speed. I don’t know how long it took, not long I am sure, for me to dump all of my seed into Mindy’s precious womb. On the second rope, the feeling of my cum against her brought her to her orgasm point and she let loose a wild scream as her body succumbed to mine.

When we were finished, she looked over at me. With satisfaction in her eyes, “You’ve made me yours, Mister.”

Jack

jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Monday Musings

So a friend of mine told me that I need to blog more. I've been doing my best to show up here a few times a week. I think I'm going to do a blog on Mondays going over some weekend thoughts. It was a busy weekend with a lot happening.


Thought 1:


My new book, The Electric Mile, has been published by Baronet Press. For $3.99, you can get an action packed, adult content adventure that is reminiscent of the classic movie Tron. Here is a quick recap of the story:


Ash Wilde (also known by his gamer handle of Vector) doesn’t have the greatest of lives. Besides being a homeless high school dropout, he doesn’t even have enough money to buy a burrito. Don’t worry though, things will get better for him. You see, as one of the world’s greatest gamers, he’s about to get up close and personal with the world of The Electric Mile, the rage of players everywhere. What’s so great about this game? No one’s beaten it, yet.

Once he gets pulled into the game’s master file, he’s living inside the game in real time. Ash soon discovers there’s a lot more to The Electric Mile than anyone realizes. With the assistance of some busty beauties, Ash decides to help everyone by beating the game from the inside. What follows is a crazy, action packed, naughty adventure that answers one very important question: Can anyone survive The Electric Mile?


If that sounds good to you, here is the link - https://www.amazon.com/Electric-Mile-Neon-Underground-ebook/dp/B073JTQHL1/



Thought 2:


I watched the Manny Paq fight on Saturday night. Man, boxing is full of crap. I'm not professional judge, but when I see one guy who got his ass kicked around the ring by another guy, it's pretty easy to see who the winner is. Sorry Jeff Horn, you may have come to fight but you got ass kicked. You did not win that fight and you should probably stop trying to act like you did.


Thought 3:


With bacon on my mind, as it usually is, I went to my local butcher and found a few slices of perfection. I just wanted to publically shout out to my butcher, Frank Mahoney, for cutting the perfect strips. They went so well with my burgers and beer. I have to work this week, so I celebrated the 4th on Sunday. I hope where ever you are, you have a great and safe holiday.


Until next time guys.


Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Annoucement: The Electric Mile

So team, big announcement today. Earlier this year I had a book called The Electric Mile up on Amazon for a cup of coffee before pulling it down for various reasons. Today, I'm happy to report that The Electric Mile is back in business all thanks to the good people at Baronet Press Publishing. Casey McKay and her team have been fantastic to work with and I couldn't be happier that they took a chance with a story that I consider to be one of my finest.


With its release right around the corner, what I'd like to share with you guys today is the awesome cover that their designer, Craig, came up with for the book.

To me, this perfectly captures the video game like feel that the plot line has.

Before I go, I wanted to bring back the playlist I listened to while writing this book. Some of you might remember it from before, but for those who are new, here's the 14 song mix-tape I created to jam out to while dropping some words on pages:

The Electric Mile Soundtrack

Thunderstruck - AC/DC

Bring Me to Life - Evanescence

Stairway to Heaven - Led Zepplin

Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne

Creep - Radiohead

Here I Go Again - White Snake

War Pigs - Black Sabbath

Slow Ride - Foghat

Spirit in the Sky - Norman Greenbaum

Showdown - Electric Light Orchestra

Baba O'Riley - The Who

Volunteers - Jefferson Airplane

The Unforgiven - Metallica

Through the Fire and Flames - Dragonforce

I encourage you to get those songs through legal means and when you grab your copy here soon, jam out just like I did.

Anyway, I'll be back tomorrow for the second part of the Friday Freebies with Jack, as we continue looking into the past of Derrick Grimm, aka Death!

Jack

jack.crosby25@gmail.com



Wip it Up Wednesday - The Electric Mile!

An Excerpt from the upcoming release, The Electric Mile

There was a lot of talking between the two girls. Ira had thought Ali was kidding with her plot to bring a user over from the real world to fight against Zeus Industries. Now that I was here, she was halfway to freak out town. “I know you talked about doing it, but seeing how he’s here… Oh my God, what if they find out?”

“Draxler was after me, not Vector.” How she knew that, I wouldn’t know. “He’s a secret for now and he’s already finding his way. In no time, we’ll be able to finally bring down Zeus Industries and live in this world in peace.”

She crossed her arms over her huge boobs. “You were always so reckless, Ali.” She then smiled. “I wish I had your wild streak.”

Ali got up and walked over to the door. “I’m going to talk to Norad. Can you keep Vector safe for me until I get back?”

Her face darkened, “Norad? That’s a lost cause right there.”

Ali grimaced at Ira’s opinion and shrugged her shoulders. “I have to try.” Her last glance was saved for me. “Stay with Ira and follow her lead. You’re safe here, so long as one of us is with you for the time being.”

I gave her a quick head shake and she left as quickly as we came in. No sooner did Ali leave than I was being swept up by Ira. “You must tell me everything about yourself! A real player, in the master file with us? How exciting!”

My life wasn’t nearly as exciting as what was currently going on, but I did my best to fill her in. I told her about the garage I lived in and even that my real name wasn’t Vector, that it was Ash Wilde. When she heard that she squealed with joy. “Does Ali even know you’re outside name?”

I’m sure she did if we’d been connected as she told me. “If she does, she doesn’t use it. She only refers to me by my gamer handle of Vector.”

“Then allow me to use it, Ash.” There was something very seductive about her smile. “It’s been a long time since I talked to someone as interesting as you.”

Ira got even closer to me, her massive chest pressed up against me. It was very hot and erotic. “Well, you seem like a very cool girl.”

In one swift motion, she pulled her shirt over her head. In a flash, her hand undid the bra that held those mammoth globes in place and they flopped down, landing on my shoulder and arm. For the second time since coming to this world, I was in a spot where my mind wasn’t thinking clearly. And in a good way. I bit down on that big nipple that was lying there, waiting to be taken.

She let out a soft moan and I did the same to the other. Soon I was working both of them, rapid back and forth motions trying to keep pace. Her hand reached down and felt my hard-on through my jeans. She unzipped them and pulled it out of the boxers holding it. She began to stroke it so fast that in no time, I was cumming all over her skirt.

Before I could apologize, she did something so hot that I was back in the game. She wiped it up with her finger and plunged that digit into her pussy. The moan that escaped her lips was the perfect amount of pleasure and tease. Her hand hadn’t let go of me, so it began to fill her fingers once again as my cock hardened back up.

“That was a very naughty boy. Don’t waste this precious stuff on my skirt when you can put it in here.” She guided my hard love member into her already wet folds. I slid right in like I’d been meant to fit in there.

Half standing and half leaning, Ira was in total control from this angle. Her heels made this the perfect height for our little romp and she was having the time of her life. With each thrust downward, her eyes got a little bigger, rewarding me for getting hard quickly again. I looked down and saw a nice tuft of blonde hair around the lips. I loved girls with some hair.

I felt a twitch in my leg. It was coming on fast. “I hate… to ask… but is it safe… to cum inside?”

“I don’t knoooow,” she half moaned in my ear. “Do it anyways.”

Her throaty voice made the choice an easy one. If there were to be consequences, damn them. I arched my back a bit and felt the rising tide about to erupt from my erection. As soon as it did, her vaginal walls began milking my cock for all it was worth. Cumming inside of her felt so good, like this was a vagina meant for me.

The moment we both finished, I slumped over, tired from all the exertion of the day. I was still inside her as she ran her hand over my eyes and whispered, “Sleep well, Ash. We still have a lot of time left to play.”

 

****

 

I woke up to the feeling of a hand gently stroking my cock. When I opened my eyes, I saw Ira sitting beside me, massaging the full length of the shaft. “Wakey, wakey sleepy head.”

“How long was I asleep?”

“Not too long, maybe an hour? Ali came to check on you and was pleased that you were resting. She wanted me to tell you to keep that up and she’d be back in a bit to take you exploring.”

I was excited to see Ali again, yet I wasn’t disappointed to be left alone with Ira for a bit longer. There was just something so amazing about the girl. “I guess I’m in your capable hands until she gets back.”

The soft palms of her hands continued their task at keeping me turned on. I hadn’t really noticed what color her eyes were until now, as the deep hazel color was locked in on me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I really need some more of what you’re giving.”

What guy would mind an insanely hot chick wanting him to fuck her brains out again? Especially an insanely hot chick who probably had a submissive side. Oh yes, I could tell.

I pulled Ira down gently, allowing her skirt to ride up and expose that precious ass of hers. Unlike Ali’s, which was firm and toned from being a warrior, Ira’s was soft, plush. I liked it much, much more. I started slowly with a gentle tap, just hard enough to gain her attention.

“Ash!” she exclaimed breathlessly. “Did you just spank me?”

“Yes I did.” I spanked her just a bit harder. “Is that going to be a problem?”

“No sir!” she answered with the right amount of husk in her voice. The way her voice squeaked was so hot. “I just wanted to make sure I was pleasing you.”

Oh she was, for sure. I loved to hear the crack of that ass under my palm. I gave her two more, which produced even sexier, kitten-like squeals. Ira was mine and we’d barely just begun.

Unlike Ali’s ass, which went red right away, Ira’s held up under the tingling swats I gave her. This one was going to be a challenge and I loved a good challenge. With a few more well-placed moves, that luscious white skin began to turn pink.

Another difference was the way her ass had some jiggle to it. I was mesmerized with the movement each time my hand came across. It was making my very hard member even that much more turned on. I took a mental picture of this perfection.

I couldn’t help myself, I continued to spank her. She cooed with acceptance. “My life has been programmed to be a servant and I am yours.”

“Not a servant, a partner,” I corrected her.

The way we were laying, she continued to hold on to me as I reddened those cheeks up. When I thought she was sufficiently under my spell I said, “That beautiful mouth of yours would do such a fine job on my cock.”

She didn’t even need to say anything. Her red lips found their way to the hardened member and went to work immediately. Every so often she’d look up at me with her pretty eyes, almost as if she needed my assurances. She received them.

I wasn’t going to finish in her mouth. Oh no. She deserved much better than that. I took my hands and guided her face off my cock. “I think we both know where this needs to go.”

“If that pleases you, it most certainly pleases me.”

Not knowing how much longer I could’ve lasted under those skillful lips, I slid into her awaiting hole, eager to accept me once again. Unlike Ira, who was determined to wait for me, her inner needs weren’t so passive. The muscles of her sweetness began contracting around my shaft, working it over and over, wanting nothing more than for me to finish inside her. Who was I to say no?

The time came to unload another round of liquid passion deep inside her digital womb. Her eyes practically begged me to finish the job and without hesitation, I did. Over and over again, squirting with each thrust into her. It was pure magic.


Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Free Books

Morning everyone.  Have you entered your name into the "Become a Character" contest yet?  We've still got plenty of time and there's already sixteen entrants.  Get your name and reason in ASAP.


So, the title of the blog gives this away - there are free books to be had.  Being the company man that I am, and owing a lot to Jeff and Jeremy, I feel the need to hawk their wears today.  Plus, one of them includes a short story written by me, so it's not all totally shilling out.


Twisted and Sinful Stories - The Anthology (This one has my story in it)


https://www.amazon.com/Twisted-Sinful-Stories-Morganna-Williams-ebook/dp/B01FWZYU26/


Jimmy Blades: The Puck Stops Here


https://www.amazon.com/Puck-Stops-Here-Blades-Season-ebook/dp/B01CDIUJGQ/


The Curse of Oberon (The Inglewood Chronicles Book 3)


https://www.amazon.com/Curse-Oberon-Inglewood-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B01BRG9GCI/


There you have it.  3 books for free, so go and grab them.  At the very least it'll help the download numbers, and that'll make us all happy.


-Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com

Monthly Update

You've probably been wondering where your good pal Jack's been huh?  Well, to keep it short, I've been just about everywhere the past few weeks.  The IT consulting firm my dad and I started is really picking up steam, so my day job has been robbing me of opportunities to write.  Honestly, it could be awhile before my next book comes out and for that I apologize.


Now don't be mad at me as I offer some exciting news.  An original short story entitled Merciless will soon be available as part of an anthology on the Kindle.  Everyone's favorite Lust demon is coming back for a pirate tale for the ages.  The main character Captain Argus Fletcher will be the human she's helping out this time and it's full of cannons, cutlasses, and orgies.  The anthology will be out in May sometime, so as soon as I know for sure, I'll relay it to you.


Well that's it for now.  If you're looking for another bad review taken to task, I hit the road on Friday so cross your fingers that tomorrow might be a Good Day to One Star.


-Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com