The drive only took half an hour and he ended up with more questions than he started with and no answers. Gerald had to have been an unusual man for a...woman like Helen to have married him much less stayed with him for twenty years. What had happened? When did the change start? How was Helen going to face this?That one had an answer. She would face it quietly and courageously. She would face it with compassion and she would come out of this stronger than she went in.Not that she would believe it. “‘Hope in one hand and shit in the other and let me know which fills faster.’”The two grew silent as they finished their journey down the sloping hillside, each of them lost in their own thoughts.As they approached, they could see there was no real order to the gigantic camp, though the people did keep a few feet back from the road itself. It resembled a large, if transient, town. Tents of linen in every single shade of white and aged yellow were scattered here and there as far as the eye could. I had remembered being told about these, they happened about once every three or so months and it was a chance to clean up around the office at full pay. The note said that I was to report to a room in one of the more remote buildings and that I should wear old cloths as the area I was going to be working in was pretty bad. Someone had helpfully added that it wasn't so bad, once I had a little more seniority with the company, I could expect a better deal. I checked the office directory and. . hey, help me take these boots off. I can't work the zipper,” she slurred at me.I was more than happy to oblige, I slowly unzipped those great leather boots, and peeled them down off her feet, she had clearly been dancing and working up a sweat that night, because as soon as the boot popped off her foot, the smell came off in waves, it was fantastic. I took her first shoe off, she let that foot linger in my lap, almost touching my growing cock. She had painted her nails a great light purple,.