Follow me."The lot was empty and only a couple of minutes away just like he said it would be. I decided I should keep this place in mind for the futur.... It was a long narrow lot with nothing immediately around other that farmland. Looking at the signs I surmised that it was once a park-and-ride lot but hasn’t been used in quite a while based on the way the weeds were growing up through the pavement. I followed the cop all the way to the back of the lot where it was almost impossible to see us. All the other passengers were returning holiday makers and the sight of so many mini skirts and low cut tops were not helping Ned to relax. He decided to make one more visit to the gents - determined that, after his months of DIY, that his first time with Clare would not be a three minute wonder.In the taxi Ned closed his eyes and pictured Clare naked on the bed, her blonde hair splayed over the pillows, dark lashes fluttering against her cheeks, long lean legs stretched out.He imagined her. It had been known as the Virginia Creeper, which ought to give you some idea about its performance. When they closed it down and salvaged the tracks and ties, somewhere back in the 1960s, there was this long skinny right-of-way left that some environmentalist group managed to persuade the various governments to turn into a nature trail.I was in pretty good shape, and a year or so back Lee and I had rented bicycles and done the whole trip. This time why not buy a bike and do it again, at least. " But why did you build that tower and mount that cannon on it?" Katia asked."It's a focal point, basically I am hoping they will see it and run with their tails between their legs, especially when I fire it once at them. Where we have it mounted it can see all the way into the big bay. I don't think the tower would survive more than one shot fired from the cannon..." Bullshit. I built that tower to last, you can fire that big gun until the barrel melted, and it would still stand," Mike said as.