He wasn't going because of his job. This ment that he would be alone in his house for an entire week. Leading up to the wife and k**s leaving, him and...I never really discussed anything. I wasnt going to approach him and was waiting for him to. But he never did. So I took it upon myself to go after it. The day after they left, he had come home late from work, so I figured I would just stop in and say "hello". As soon as he opened the door, I could tell he was thrilled to see me. With his "what a. By that time, I was close enough that I did not miss, no matter how jostled my aim was because of the running horse. I emptied both pistols, which meant 12 shots, and I am sure that at least nine of them found the target I was aiming at. Hell, it looked that I had effectively annihilated the remainder of the gang.I was not being followed so I halted my horse and reloaded my guns. It dawned on me that I should try to follow at least one of the men who was running away. He might lead me to the. She said, "they said that the earliest they can get here is over two hours, I need a hug", I approached her and gave her a hug when I realized who she was, it was Flo from progressive! She asked me, "where is your couch?" I replied, "it's in my man cave down the hall where I'm working on my train layout" we walked down the hall to my man cave and she looked at the layout. "Did you do build this layout yourself?" She said, my response was, "yes, I used things no one really does, I used duct tape. Especially the bedding washed. She'd been adamant about wanting to be sure there were no tell-tale signs of their fun and games for his mom to pick up on. Ron had to agree. No way did he want to experience the explosion of anger, hurt, and confusion that would follow his mom finding out how he and Aunt Pam spent their week together. He was glad Pam knew the things that might tip her off. It was way past midnight when they fell into bed and sleep had claimed him almost immediately. Apparently.