.. nothing formal just a dress. My only interest was that she would wear something that would be easy to remove if things worked out right.My wife and...I had a couple of drinks before he showed up and prior to his arrival I was flirting with her: grabbing her ass and tits (she knew I was horny). Once he arrived the drinking continued as did my fondling her. Of course, I was being discrete... but not too discrete to let him know that things were looking good. I only wanted her to drink enough to. As the sheriff was getting ready to leave, I put in a final word."You be careful, getting Bill Jacobson. He is the most likely person to have killed Sheriff Haydon," I reminded him.He nodded and left. I made sure the door was shut and got about the business of eating, since I was up. Damn, I had been asleep for only four hours. It was going to be a long day, but I had to get used to being up during daylight hours, again.It was getting towards dusk, and I fired up the Aladdin Lamp. I had had to. Did the men see me?”She lifted her binoculars to her eyes and scanned the hilltop at the far end of the trail.“No. I could only see you. The rise is blocking their view.”I shifted my body sideways, scrunched down, and peeked out from the shadowed corner of a wastebasket-sized rock outcropping. Eye-level to the ground, I felt like one of the little people from Gulliver’s Travels as I gazed through a forest of withered brown grass scattered before me. Having lost their struggle to survive in thin. Then he left to get us a burger and adrink. His sister and her friend Lisa walked over."Hi. I'm Stans sister Marcie and this is Lisa." Hi! I'm Carolyn." How did you and Stan meet?"Before I could answer he returned with a tray of food, and they left."She'll do everything she can to find out who you are, you know that,right?" I told her my name is Carolyn, which happens to be my Grandmothersname. She's the one I got the clothes from. So Marcie can check all shelikes! She'll find out soon enough.".