BCT Day 33
August 26th, 2002
Cendy, I forgot to tell you something really bad that I did Thursday night. I cheated on you. Her name is Isabella. Her color is black. Her weight is seven pounds. I slept with her in my arms under my tent in the woods. No enemy was going to break in during the full moon lit night to steal her away. I slung her across my upper body and slept on the bottom. She's a selfish one when it comes to sharing space, and she was poking me in the most unimaginable places all night long.
But we prevailed, and the next day she was good to me. Oh yes, she was. I grabbed her by her butt with one hand, while gently stroking her trigger with the other. We've been together everyday since. She loves to go out to the shooting range. Nothing makes her hotter. We've been having our problems, but our relationship grows stronger everyday.
Tomorrow, I will take her out to the range and she will hit every spot. No enemy that attempts to get us will make it out in one piece. Go ahead! I dare the mightiest of foes to try and break us. Me and Isabella are inseparable. With her by my side, I have no fear.