For a moment I drew a blank. I told her that I was a swimwear model and I couldn't just have the tattoo put on me anywhere."I know a perfect place to ...ut your ink on!" She said excitedly. "I can put it on your pubic mound! That way the only people that would know you had a tattoo is me, you and anyone that past third base with you!"I laughed at her corny joke but thought that would be a great place because she was right about who would be able to see the tattoo.She had me come around the. That doesn't seem fair." Jack said."Well they are poor losers I suppose," I said it with a smile."You did know there are private poker games in the card salon?" Michael asked."No, I had no idea," I suggested."Oh yes, it goes on day and night. You have to take a number and wait your turn. Sometimes there are enough players to start a second or even third table. It is absolutely not organized except to arrange the seating. Everything else the players handle." Now that sounds wonderful. I will. Trudging up the driveway and into the garage Melissa shook off the snow and kicked off her boot onto the carpet. She was exhausted. Her day probably wouldn’t have been so bad if she actually slept more than two hours straight a night. Now, every inch of her body was wet and freezing. All she wanted to do is jump into a hot shower, but she knew that her kids would have other plans for her. Still, it felt good to finally be home. The warmth that greeted her in the house was especially pleasant.. That's where I wanted him."How many acres do you have," I asked as we rode out of the barn."A little over five thousand ... eight sections. We lease some land too if feed is scarce." My God! That's the size of a small country. How many cattle do you have?" We've cut back quite a bit in the last few years. There's only a little over twelve hundred head right now. It'll depend on how things go in the next couple of years just what we'll do in the future." The dude ranch?"He nodded. It didn't look.