.. wow. I should... I should probably go," Marcy softly stammered, clearly flustered. "Yeah, ok," Paul replied, still refusing to look directly at her... "Can I... Do you want me to do anything?" Marcy asked, knowing it was a stupid question the instant she heard herself say it. "No. No, I think I'll just stay out her for a little while," Paul dismissed her, valiantly trying to disguise the fact that he was utterly mortified. "Okay," Marcy softly agreed. She took two steps back towards the house. That's gonna be your whole job around here for a while. Teach them as much English as you can while you're at it, but concentrate mostly on learning their language. Here, use this tape recorder. There's a whole pile of blank tapes for it in this drawer. Make sure that you catch everything they say, and don't be afraid to put in plenty of your own comments and opinions as you go along. We can edit the tapes all we want to later, and make us new ones to use along with them. That way we can try to. Hard-looking man; says he was one of the first to find gold in California.” Autry shrugged, “Could be, he might be a true sourdough.”“What’s involved in filing a mining claim?”“It’s better regulated than it was during the ‘49 gold rush. There weren’t any laws covering mining claims back then. So people just made up their own rules. The way I understand it, in California they ended up with some version of the Mexican mining law. Which meant if you found it, and mined it, you owned it.”“What. As his head bobbed slowly up and down the stiffing shaft, Rodney awoke."Oh my Kelly darling this is how I always dreamed of waking up. Whydon't you hum a merry tune while you do that? You know something like'Oh What a Beautiful Morning.' That way I'll know that you love wakingme up this way every morning," he said.Kelly wanted nothing more than to bite down hard but immediately beganhumming. He kept up his slow rhythm until his mouth filled with Rodney'shot seed. He swallowed every drop, kissed.