How about you guys?”“Oh, I think we’ll all be more than ready by Friday week,” Alice said, “right Maria?” Maria nodded agreement.Susan had...a bright idea. “I’ve just had a bright idea,” she said. “We’re all going to have our periods on Friday, and so will our daughters. Instead of our card party, why don’t we all have a cook-out?”“Great idea!” Maria said. “We’ll do it at my place – Alice has had the party twice in a row, and Susan’s had the kids twice. It’s our turn.” Everyone was agreeable to. I would talk to Doroteo about it. The other thing we could do is to mix the ashes from the smokehouse with the compost, or just lightly dust it on the fields, since its alkalinity would help balance the generally acidic soil and water in these mountains.D said he was going to investigate bottling our wine. He seems to think there might be a portable bottler in the area. That would be neat if someone could bring equipment here and bottle our product for us so we wouldn't have to haul the barrels. I was fascinated as I watched him lick his thing and after a long time, it started to get smaller, and smaller, the smaller it got, it started to change from a dark purple to a pretty ping thing.Finely it disappeared into his belly, well a furry tube that hung from him covered it, but I could not see the pink thing any longer. I can't believe I am admitting to this, but I wanted him to do it again only this time I wanted him to put that thing in the hole in my gash, something told me it would. Everything was perfect…for about a year, and then I came to feel there was no magic. I know this sounds shallow, but that’s the only way I can describe it. The sex was fine. However, we wanted to start a family so badly that the sex was mostly dedicated to that end.Nothing has really changed in our relationship. I think of her now in the same way as when we met. I still love her. But there is no magic.Alice had a brother two years older than she was and two years younger than me. At this stage.