“Ya ya, because you are such a dirty boy,” mom laughed.“Well, dirty moms give birth to dirty sons, right mom!” I said and pinched her exposed ...aist.Mom let out a low moan and immediately checked herself.“Eat first!” She said.“No, mom. Why don’t you feed me? It’s been so long!” I said.Mom happily agreed to feed me. We were sitting very close to each other on the dining table. As mom fed me, I would sometimes mock-bite her fingers. And every time she fed me after taking a bite herself, I would. ” She looked proud of her incestuous relationship, a point I’d come back to in the future.Nina went on, “This is only my fifth party, so if you plan to ask me deep questions about the lifestyle or protocol here, I can’t help you too much.”Jon said, “I really wanted the two of you to meet, in part because you both have ‘geek roots’ and are both deep into computers as part of your work.”I nodded, and I could easily understand why a meteorologist would use extensive technology in his or her work,. It was a much better outcome than the ill-fated "Custer's Last Stand".The "Buffalo Hunters" had been slaughtering the bison for several years and the herds were beginning to thin out to the point that the Indians began to find it difficult to find enough food to see them through a harsh winter. In order to kill more buffalo, the hunters moved south into hostile Indian Territory to lay waste to the herds of buffalo. The central location of Adobe Walls served a widespread community of about two. Saturday morning, everyone was gone , out on errands. I was asked to tag along but this was my only chance to finish my puzzle. I quickly gathered up a saw, Hammer,drill &a pry bar.Sawed out the floor just big enough for my head. Then drilled a hole at an angle just enough th breack through to the plasterboared on their side. All that was between me & my fantasy now was a peice of wall paper. A slight tear in the wall paper & history will be made.I had to wait the rest of the weekend out,but I.