Well, um ... I get kinda...” He took a deep breath and blew it out. “I’m sorry, Steff. You know how I get around women - especially beautiful on...s. I always wind up ruining everything!”She patted his cheek and vowed, “Well you’re not going to ruin anything tonight. Anyhow, it’s already too late for that because I’ve totally enjoyed myself, and you’re going to enjoy yourself too, even if I have to kick your butt to make it happen. Got it?”He looked at her and grinned. “Okay, I get it. But. You'd never write something like that. Plus, they were written with a lot of that text shorthand that I know you just hate." A pet peeve of mine," I said in agreement."Then, there were the phony credit card transactions," she went on. "They were all online purchases. I don't think you'd have much use for a tent, a sleeping bag, a canteen and hiking boots." You've gotta be kidding," I laughed. "They tried to make like I turned into a wilderness man, running off into the boonies?" I know how much. The same was true for Gretchen.Chastity's boss only wanted to know when and where as he told her to take whatever time she needed. She was having to call his cell phone because the phones and power at their office were still out. He said that he would see her Sunday at the wedding and to take as much time as she needed. She had just finished a project and he would delay the next until she returned.The real problem was David. He talked to his current Captain, John, Mack's friend, but he had to. Then came the change in her parent's attitude and she knew it was time for her to move on. They had decided to go to Las Vegas and get married at a low-cost marriage mill that featured music of Elvis Presley and furnished witnesses and the dispensing of rice at no added charge.It was a little strange that she was treated to a "face down" anal exercise in the cut-rate motel that Saturday morning. It left her feeling a little bit used and dirty even though they had both found their way to the.