The question is do we want them and how many?" How did we get this opportunity?" Rose asked."Starbridge Dude Ranch, where Jingo came from, is out of b...siness and they have to sell all their stock. I don't know which horses are still available, but they're going to auction tomorrow afternoon," I said."Jennifer is in charge of horses this summer," Rhonda said. "Neither Samantha nor I have time to deal with them as well as the production camp." I vote yes," Carl said. That surprised me and I. ”“Carl. I liked it. All of it. You. Me.”“Sunny, I told you I was weird, right?”“Yeah,” I replied cautiously. “So...”“How do you feel about interracial marriage?”“I’ve known you three weeks. We just jumped into bed. Now you wanna marry me?”“I’m sorry. Weird, okay?!?”“Uh, the answer is ‘yes’.”“Yes, you’re okay with it?”“Yes, I’m okay with it and yes, I’ll marry you.”“I didn’t get a chance to ask...”“Doesn’t matter. I know you, Carl.”“Have you even thought about it, Sunny?”“I have. Used to be. " " Good,she said, the game is called 'guess what I had for breakfast." "Stillwant to play?"Isaid that I did and was ordered beneath her skirt while she scanned my work andreleased her glorious gas onto my face. There was no real physical contact thatday and my guess was wrong but this little game became a regular aspect of ourconferences. SometimesI did guess correctly. Once it was when she had ingested a Western Omlet forher morning meal. The next was when she had eaten only fruit and cereal.. "So, what's up Doc?" Martin sniggered at his own little joke. Ian said, "Feeling a little frisky Jen? Need a little jiggy jiggy do we?" Not today boys, in fact not ever. But there is something you can do for me, sign this." I handed them the confession and they read it through before bursting out laughing. Over the noise of their chuckling, I pressed the record button on the remote in my pocket. "Do we look simple Jen? Do you really expect us to sign this thing? Come on Jen, you're not that.