As we are asked to take our seats at the table I jump of joy realizing that the table is a big rectangular clear glass table. We take a seat opposite ...ach other with a couple to our left and another to our right. The guys join me on my side as everyone wants a glimpse of Sybilles up skirt. Their eyes are actually giving it away by now and I hope that they are going to see much more than they have bargained for. By the end of the starter I have her throwing me dirty looks on an ongoing basis and. Grace liked to cuddle into him. To say it was difficult for him would have been the understatement of the year. It was torturous, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask her to stop. He actually understood that Dickens line now… ‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…’ About once or twice a week he would wake up and Grace’s arm would be around him and her body would be pressed against his back. It was the most sublime feeling. To have her so close, for her warm breath to tickle his. I wasn’t complaining just confused. Next morning we had breakfast and feed Horas. He seemed to have settled in well and Cathy was actually playing with him. I had to go into the office to check some work that was causing problems. Cathy said she was ok with the dog and I should take my time and get the work fixed. I told her I would be gone most of the day. I got to the office and got stuck into the work and just after lunch I got it done. Feeling very pleased with myself I headed home. I. We continued on our journey to Butte and made good time going there. At the border there was a slight delay as they checked out my papers and the truck. They were a little suspicious about me traveling alone, but they did let me pass. We didn't encounter any more problems and arrived with out a hitch in Butte. Farrell said, "I've got a layover here for a day. Then I can take you as far as Boulder. Or you can try to get a ride here." Thanks Farrell, I'll take my chances here. Have a good trip.".