Sheriff William Wade rode up to the train and a tall heavy set man with a big white hat stepped down from the car next to the red caboose.“I reckon ...ou’d be Sheriff William Wade?” he said, as Sheriff Wade rode over to him.“I’m William Wade,” he said and stuck his hand out from where he sat his horse, but the Marshal ignored it and looked all around the loading area. He looked over at the small depot then turned to look up at the tall water tank as a man swung the tin pipe out over the engine to. "As they walked over to look at the other tree that had been downed by a lightning strike, "By the way, well done, Lieutenant," the Prime said, formally. Then with a grin, "Looks like you're not a virgin anymore. Expect the team to kid you about your 'lousy shooting' and whatever else they can think of to deride you about. Please don't take offense about it. It's a combat team's way of welcoming you. You took out one enemy, and you didn't panic under fire. You continued to lay down cover fire. A wry smile crossed her face because she realized that her wish for role-playing was going to happen. She's known Ken for as long as I have. Ken was a little older than Ann Marie, but still vital and sexually active; I could attest to that! On the appointed night, I told her to take a thorough shower to prepare for the "doctor's" visit.At 8:00 p.m. "Dr. Ken" knocked on the door."Hi, Doctor, thank you for coming by tonight." Oh, it's my pleasure, Mrs. White. Where can I set up?" I would prefer. ‘Mr. Big’ paged both of us, in tandem, last time and both of us were so fucking busy he lost a sale. He was pissed! Bye. Les read the entry twice, once standing, once sitting down, then reading the same text through his fingers spread out over his face. He clicked the next earlier entry. It seemed to be from sometime during the previous week.I am getting worried. I have never been this late before. Yes, I had a good time, last time. I can hear you asking me that, to see if I thought it was.