My boyfriend did reservation in a decent lodge with a satisfactory fare.The lodge was about 200km away from the city. Since my boyfriend has his own c...r we decide to go in it. For a long journey, I like to wear comfortable clothes, so decided to wear a loosely buttoned shirt, with a skirt of knee length. I hate wearing bras so chose to go braless and also determined not to wear any panties.We started in the morning about 6 o’clock and while waiting for my boyfriend I could feel the cold air. He was admirably dedicated, although he now looked over his shoulder at the sound of each breaker. The fear of destruction had gripped him, given the ocean’s betrayal at sending that unexpected wave.His kids helped out by bringing new seashells and seaweed for decoration. The encircling protective mask was shored up... So useless... But then I realized that I myself was sifting the sand next to me and pulling up little white decorations. And I was even on the verge of standing up to deliver to. Grabbed me in his arms, strong, loving, rolled onto his back with me carried atop him. Momentous grin.“Whaaa-aatt?”“Sunny-side up! It’s better when it ain’t eggs.”I popped him playfully. “Am I to believe that’s an example of the humor I must endure for the rest of my life?”“You bet your tootie, cutie!”“Good enough,” I said. If I’m kissing him, he can’t make those horrible jokes.Friday morning we went through our little trailer and made sure it’d stand our absence for the weekend. We worked. I could see the bighorns relax after it went up. I found some hay in one of the lofts that was still usable and we distributed it to the animals.The pickings hadn’t been that bad on the road, but we hadn’t been stopping long in any one place, so the bighorns were more than happy to get supper. The water in the small well was fresh, so Bea and I were able to fill enough containers to water the animals. I think they were glad for the rest.Cora checked out the little house, and by the time Bea and.