I whispered "What did Becky tell you a minute ago? You looked stunned when she said it." Becky said "I can't say. It's a girl secret." I said "I'm...going to fuck you all night if you don't tell me." Becky said "Well, I guess we will just have fun all night then won't we because I won't say." Kelly looked over and said "Don't tell him Becky. Remember our plan. I will tell him later." I said "Tell me what?" Kelly said "You'll find out." I sat my glass down and told Becky "I know how to. Word-of-mouth stuff. Got it?"I nodded and accepted the book. He clapped me on the shoulder and winked; then he left.I followed, in a daze.I got home and started dinner, as was my habit, then started reading the book. Shelly got in a little later, and treated me like a roommate, as was her habit.That evening I read the book; Shelly watched Dynasty, Falcon Crest, one of those. (In retrospect, perhaps that should have been another sign she was obsessed with money.) As I read, I scratched out a few. "Caleb A. Connor, Sir," he snapped, starting calmly enough. "Geology is my hobby. I've been coming out to the Kofa Game Reserve to explore and study the geology of the area for over ten years. This is the first time those fools at the Yuma Proving Grounds have dropped anything on me. Who the hell is going to replace that truck? Not just pay for it: replace it! It took me two years to restore that damn truck!" he finished with a yell.The rifle pressing against the back of his neck jabbed him at. ”She cleaned up and led me to the farmhouse for some strong tea and cookies. We visited a bit then she said, “If you wish to talk more you must go with me while I do chores.” I helped where I could, my first introduction to farm life. I learned that she only had a high-school formal education but had a PHD (piled higher and deeper) in growing hay and grazing cattle in OK.Just as I was about to leave I asked, “Would you have dinner with me on Saturday night?”She smiled a big one. “A date? I.