“Not to worry. I’ve got to unload the van of the cable and fittings and get my tools out. It will take a while. Why don’t you go and... “ She...smiled at him. “Can I put everything in the shed?” She nodded and turned away. Carla laid out her clothing on the bed and ran a bath for herself. She had just settled down in the hot soapy water when she heard Tom’s voice and a knock on the bathroom door. “Can I come in?” Carla laughed. “I suppose you might as well.” She looked up as he stepped. "Thank you Abigail."The next morning we were up at six with several coolers full of pies. We stopped at every ranch and home within several miles and dropped off one of each kind. Finally we ended up at the church where we lent a hand filling baskets for the less fortunate. Pastor Smith greeted us warmly. I hadn't missed a Sunday since I'd been with Abigail. Going to church with Abigail was a wonderful experience and Pastor Smith and his wife Sarah were most welcoming. Abigail made sure two. I pulled her close and let her feel the effect she had on me. My cock was already swollen and hurting in my cramped jeans. “You should learn how to put one of those on an erection.”She pulled away from my arms, put the round tinfoil package in my right hand then started loosening my pants. In moments she was pushing them down. My boxers got hung up on my hard-on so she carefully hooked her fingers in the band and pulled them out and over, then eased them down where I kicked them off with. Anything new?’ Martin Nash said ‘I called the Electric Company this morning when I got in. I asked if they had any power surges in the previous 48 hours that they couldn’t readily account for. They said they didn’t, but bringing electric service back online after the big snows a few days ago might mask other surges.’ ‘That’s good thinking on your part, though.’ I said. ‘So let’s open a few trains of thought. First, that much electricity can be drawn from a line leading to a house, but it’s more.