Now I'm thinking I'm the luckiest fucking man in the world. You get to be the second luckiest." But none of this goes on back in Dallas, right?" he as...ed."None. I think the 100 mile rule applies here. 100 miles away from home, if I'm anywhere near your wife, she's fair game. Same goes for you and Sheri." Like a Cozumel trip?" he asked smiling."Bowlegged for the whole week," I told him."Good, as long as we're on the same page," he laughed.We talked some more about our plans for the place, and it. I take it that you are a virgin, so is your hymen still intact?” I asked.“I don't think so. My sister gave me a dildo for my 14th birthday. The first time I used it it hurt and there was blood on it, so I guess that won't be an issue. Sorry.”“I didn't ask because I wanted to take your cherry. I asked because it could spoil your first time if I had to break it.”“You're only going to fuck me once?”“Not if you'll let me fuck you more than once. I just think that your first time should be. Diane was a sociable and attractive companion. I would certainly be interested in getting to know her a bit better. Certainly I wouldn't object if she got me into bed. But that was a far as it went. I sure as hell hadn't heard wedding bells. Nevertheless, I made polite noises about inviting her to dinner at an unspecified time.Diane had other ideas. She had decided that Jack was not going to slip through her hands. As she drove home that evening she thought about him. She had enjoyed his. We had plenty of supplies and planned to stay away from the stores as long as possible. Jim and I had quit growing so we could wear clothes out rather than out grow them. We hunted enough to keep us in fresh meat and stayed there for over a year. It was an idyllic time. We only made two trips for more supplies. Using two of the SUV's, we could load them thoroughly with dry goods. When we returned from the trips, we hid our trail. We saw no one on those trips. We made jerky and smoked our meats.