We could all see now the full extent of what had just happened. Pat’s legs were shining down to her knees, and there were lines of her liquid runnin... further.As we looked at Pat, there was a knock on the door. None of us had heard a car pull up, but when I looked out, it was Dave.‘It’s okay, it’s only Dave,” I said as I went to the door.I let Dave in, and as we turned the corner into the living room, Pat was stood naked with her skirt still surrounding her feet. Peter was in the process of. I wondered if there was anything that Malcolm wouldn’t do as a cuckold and then a thought suddenly occurred to me. “When’s Sally’s birthday?” I asked him.“First of March,” he replied. “Why?”“How old is she this time?”“Thirty-six.”I thought for a few moments. “Her body clock is ticking away isn’t it Malcolm?” I said to him.He looked puzzled. “I mean, late thirties and no children yet!” I said.“We have talked about,” he admitted. “Just waiting for the right time.”I smiled. “There’s never a right. I am to be your wife and to be the mother of your sons.”I couldn’t have dropped back into my chair any faster if you had shot me. I watched Angel as she walked around and began to examine her surroundings.“They said it would be primitive, but I had no idea. This is going to be a wonderful life.”“Angel?”“Yes, Mick?”“I have questions.”“I imagine that you do. But for now, let’s worry about the basic important things in life. I need clothes and food.”“I have pants and shirts, but they will be very. They plan to rotate crops and plant soybeans this year,” Caryn said.“I thought we were going to lease that out until we built the bridge to move equipment across the river,” Dad said.“I found a company that will plant and harvest. They’ll also spray for bugs and have the beans walked, whatever that means.”I laughed. I sometimes forgot that she was a city girl. I think almost every kid I knew from Lincoln had walked beans for some extra cash at one time or another.“It’s where you hand-weed the.