The ground shelved off down to the stream which gave me a place to dig for gravel. The ground around the spring was severely mucky so I started fillin... in a path one small wheelbarrow load at a time.I wasn’t in the best of shape and didn’t need the complications that would ensue from a heart attack.We slept in the truck for several days. Each morning I stirred the dye pot and made oat meal for us with dried fruit such as raisins and fruit jam as a sweetener. He was forced to become a vegetarian. “Hey, Silvi can I have a pack of Marlboro Shorts, please?”“Sure baby, how are you tonight?”In my mind, I'm thinking, “I want to fuck you. I want to bend you over this counter and fill your pussy with my cock.”But, what I say is, “I'm doing good sweetheart. Could I buy you a beer after work?”I'm sweating bullets waiting for her answer.“Yes, buy a couple of beers and we can enjoy them in your truck after I close the store,” she says finally.My ears are ringing, my cock is throbbing in my jeans. Ana suddenly let my dick go and she whispered in my ear that she would go on fishing. So she left our table and went to sit down at the bar stool.Of course very soon she was approached by several men, but Ana rejecter them all. But one young black guy was lucky. He brought my wife a drink and they started chatting. After a while I could see the black man putting his big hand on Ana’s thighs. The drinks kept flowing and I could see my sweet wife was loosening up.She finally threw her arms around. Could he perhaps be trapped after foiling the attack? What if 5225's agents foiled it? She did not even consider the possibility that Homeland Security could do it – no, it was 5225, the 'new source' and the terrorists. They would be the only players on her field. Homeland Security was hopelessly inept.Also unequivocal was the fact that the Cubs would finish far out of the running. Was the dual baseball reference somehow connected to the disguised Muslim terrorist 'Mets'?Peter's ramblings about.