They had had oral sex every other day, and they repeated the anal sex a few days ago. But what would have been Iris' most fertile period—had she not...been on the pill—ended a day ago. They could finally have good old-fashioned vaginal intercourse for about ten days, after which her period was due to start. But first they had to sit around the campfire and indulge Grandpa Mike by singing those silly campfire songs."You're cheating," he heard Ed grumble, just as he finished igniting and fanning. ”“And what is that information?”Carol said, “I don’t know that much. Mindy is divorced after a three year marriage that apparently was kind of stormy. She has a scar on her neck and I’m guessing that has something to do with her ex. She mentioned that she has a five-year restraining order against him. She’s really into cyber security, too; probably knows more than any ten experts you could gather together, and she’s a whiz about tech problem solving. She’s also athletic. She did a marathon a. As he looked desperately over his shoulder, he could see glowing eyes and an enormous body barreling toward him.Ah, shit! So much for not bothering you if you don't bother them. Shit, I'm not even in the race with this fucking grizzly. He's gaining on me like I'm standing still.Almost waiting too long, Jeff came to a hard stop. Trying to turn, reach under his shirt and unsnap his holster at the same time, almost cost him his life. At the last instant, Jeff stepped aside, the grizzly's left hip. There weren’t any obvious piercings, only a faint scar one side of her nose where it looked one may have been ripped out. She and Vi had similar face shapes, but their eyes and hair were completely different. Vi didn’t get those features from her dad, either. It was almost peculiar. Genetics must have carried down from a grandparent somewhere. Either that, or the man sitting on the bench wasn’t actually her father. He was pale, with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes that could’ve been black..