The brakeman climbed back into the express car, an' the train started off. It hadn't gone 10 feet when the cap went off and lifted the bar, letting th... coupler open. The express car coasted a few feet an' stopped. The cap had made so little noise that nobody heard it go off, so the express car wuz left in the lurch, so ta speak. Jubal opened the door the way he had afore, and left with the contents of the safe.Now this wuz gittin' serious. Not only wuz the T&G losin' money cuz of the thefts,. But then I figured if Miss High-and-Mighty-Hunt couldn't mount anexpedition herself--at least not very--soon well, just too bad for her; shereally shouldn't have left her notes out where I could copy them!I located the speck on the horizon that might be Islet #38 and thought tomyself that if my luck held out, I would be the one remembered in all theAnthropology books, and Diana Hunt would be remembered, if at all, in anobscure footnote.Those are the breaks.LOG ENTRY: 6/24Located Islet #38 in. I have few regrets and lots of smiles looking back. Here is the one big lesson we both learned... Erotic sex needs a component of something new, something naughty, something dangerous, something "illegal" or something outrageous. It just does and I don't think anyone can really get around that fact. There are other types of good legitimate sex. There's procreative sex, deep bonding sex, comfortable maintenance sex, stress releasing sex, playful sex, and make up sex...to name just a few. But. An old, but freshly washed shirt of mine was knotted beneath her breasts leaving her stomach bare and the way they bounced as she moved left me in no doubt that she'd decided on "braless is best" again!"Do we put the damsons in there?" she asked as she stood smiling at me,"In where?" In that great big hole under your nose" she giggled and I realised my mouth was hanging open!"Where the hell did you get them from?" I spluttered, "They look like they're for a bloody twelve year old!" They are".