I see your point about pulling me off the exploration teams. And I’m on call if they need any advice. Still...”“Still?”“Well, it does feel a...bit like fighting a war from behind a desk.”“Yeah. Tell me about it.”“You too?”Fatimanodded. “I think I’m doing a competent job organizing everything, but the experience of being a team leader and leading the expeditions at Yellow Brick...”“It’s fun!”“Yeah, it sure is.”The two lovers took a moment to link and smile at each other and then it was time to go.. " No problem, boss."Harrison pulled car keys out of his pocket. "Take the Ford, it's the fatest car in the city."George slouched back in his chair after Mr Harrison left. "Shit!" Sorry, bro."George glanced at the clock and quickly pressed a button on his phone. The phone dialed his house. He let it ring five times before hanging up. "Damn! Carrie must be on her way here already." I'll explain to her what happened." Thanks." Prowse why are you still here?" yelled Mr Harrison."Leaving now, sir.". However, the building did have expansion points in case more space was required. There was a conveyor system that ran through a covered connection to the warehouse for delivering the pickles for storage.The largest building was where the cucumbers were pickled. It was the most complex building of the three with pickling tanks, canning equipment, packaging equipment, and lines for preparing the cucumbers. There was a covered unloading dock for bringing in the raw materials, namely vinegar,. But she was afraid someone would find out or she would get "caught". Over time we came up with a fantasy or her being tied and blindfolded, so she could remain innocent. Fast forward a month or so and me my wife and my best friend are getting drunk at our house. we were all very drunk on Yeager bombs, and feeling no pain. My wife got up to go the restroom, she had way to much to drink. I knew my friend "Dave" had a thing for my wife. We spoke of it before. So I took a chance, and asked him..