We settled on 4:00 and I wasto be wearing a red waspie, black fully fashioned nylon stockings,black bra, short tight black skirt, red long sleevedbutt...n up satin blouse and 5 inch black heels. It was aboutnoon time so I have plenty of time to make myselfready.Leroy arrived right on time as always. I greeted himat the door with a hug and kiss and he returned thefavour. We went into the living room where I had a nicebottle of white wine and a cheese and cracker plate onthe coffee table. We sit on. There was the expected communication problem at first, but both sides were able to make themselves understood by struggling with the common trade language. The local accepted their claim that they were traders looking for new customers. He knew he had a winner when he was introduced to the fire starter and the atlatl. He was ecstatic when he finally understood that the foolish traders would swap METAL items for that stupid damned oil that was such a nuisance.The local led Doug and Oil Finder to. .." He shook his head again.Ryan and I were walking back towards the house for the video gameswhen suddenly there was a brilliant flash of light from behind me,followed a moment later by a loud 'BOOM' that knocked me to my knees."What the Hell?" I demanded, jumping back to my feet and turningaround only to see a smoldering crater about five feet across rightwhere the small wading pool had been.A single glance was enough to reveal that nearly everyone had beenknocked to the ground with the. Not once. Not even the strapping thirty-year-oldtruck driver AKA had met stranded by the side of the road one hot summernight, and he had more reason than most, given that AKA actually told himwhat he was going to do before getting the cuffs on him. No, Swimmer Boywasn't going to fight either. AKA could tell. All it would take was a waveof the knife and the kid would cower, afraid that that flawless, golden brownskin of his might suffer a nasty nick or two.AKA felt his left pocket. It.