Born into a rich family, Gretchen was an alpha-female who was vocally and overly-proud of her feminism, frequently condescended to others and saw this...degree as a step toward her goal of one day following her fathers steps and being the next Congresswoman Charles.Jill Steinberg, 26 was pretty but dull. She had long curly black hair and taught Hebrew school for girls on Saturdays. Jill was nicely shaped, though you'd never know it, her sweaters and loose blouses often hid her C-cups and her. The place needed one hell of a clean-up, but what else did I have to do? I put the trailer up on jacks and got it hooked up to sewer, water and electric. He had cable TV on the sales floor. I'd have no problem hooking into that. I'd just have to wait until the ice melted to dig a little trench. I slept that night in my new home. It was bewteen a corn field and a highway, but hell, I was getting paid to live there!The next morning I went back into town to strip everything I wanted out of the. "She turned around and walked up to me. I looked downward into her face. "Dave, I think you are a good man. I am glad you found me, okay? Very glad. Come sit. Let me show you what I learned today on the computer."I sat on the sofa beside her, apparently not close enough, because she eased over, her thigh touching mine, and excitedly went through some websites."I can search. I type here. I get places to go. I learn." Be careful. Sometimes innocent searches can take you to places that are not. A new day is upon us and it's time to go to work." Laughing boy my ass, I don't have any work to do remember? No comlines? Leave me alone." Come on 'Coon, time to get up. I need you."I stumbled out of bed and over to the monitoring room where he was waiting. "My mouth tastes like I ate the south end of a north bound skunk. You bother me any more and I'll breath on you. What do you want?" I need some kind of board set up for each of the remote gunsites. There're twelve of them surrounding us. We.