How could you?" How could I what? I've been outside with you since I got home." Well, I don't think it's OK for you to abandon her like that. I don't ...now what you were thinking." I was thinking about getting Charlie and Mary together. Which seems to have been a pretty good thing." Well, that's all well and good. But you shouldn't have left her all by herself to starve." Oh, give me a break, Jillian. I'm sure there's food over at Charlie's house. She's not going to starve." Well, you need to go. I thought about what he’d said as I made him a drink and as we sat on the sofa I leaned across to him and said “I can help you out” as I put my hand on his knee, he looked surprised as he said “You sure”, smiling at him I said “Yes but our secret”.As he nodded my hand was rubbing the inside of his thigh through his jeans, he turned to face me and looked me straight in the eye, closing his eyes he moved closer and gently kissed my lips, as I turned his face I kissed him “No tongues” I. He climbed onto the stagecoach and looked inside, directly into the slightly worried face of a young women. She had long blonde hair and from her dress she looked quite wealthy."Who do we have here?" he asked with a questioning overtone. Her eyes weren't glowing at all. He opened the door of the stagecoach. "May I ask the young lady to step outside?" he said with a commanding overtone.She hesitated for a moment, then she gave in and climbed out of the stagecoach. He smiled, the Midgardian women. "My wife as you'll see soon enough likes to keep in shape, so she'll be walking."All this talk about Ms. Clark had me intrigued but seriously how hot could she be married to this old coot? I pulled a ball, a tee and her driver from her bag and awaited her arrival. As I did I noticed a preponderance of guys hanging around the first tee. Some were caddies who had finished and there were also a lot of members waiting in the cold. I thought could she be that hot, that they were all waiting for her?.