"A'moth laughed and kissed me. "Okay! Remember the walls are super slippery. You can push against them, but there's no shear at all." I nodded as I te...ted the wall with my hands for a moment, and then started to climb.The climb was uneventful for both of us. I was incredibly curious to see what Antelope Freeway looked like, but I slowed down a bit near the top, not wanting to turn the climb into a race. We were both soon walking around the interior."A'moth! This 2009 Marathon! It looks brand. ..and she told me more of her story from High School. I told her of my transition from Physics to History to Psychology to Theatre. Talk leads where it will, and that night it lead to a scenic view of Bozeman from Springhill. And , inevitably, a lot of conversation at first.All stories have the obligatory scene of discovery, the glowing description of goddess-like beauty, the super-charged atmosphere of wanton performance.Well, it didn't happen that way.Jackie was incredible looking, full lips. .. I turned to Vera and felt the tug of familiar emotions...But that was wrong, wasn't it? Clearly, the pair of them needed to be placed on as equal a footing as was possible. It was imperative that they fulfill their roles and I fulfill mine.Roles ... What was their role? What had Jack told Britney? 'You have just made your last independent decision; Oliver makes them for you now.' Britney was my property, to dispose of as I pleased -- and so was Vera! THAT appeared to be the problem; I was. So the confrontation, when it came, found Lawton with only one sure ally, Michael, a fellow Brit.They sat around a campfire in a clearing near the river. Dooley waved his hand toward Sheena and Rosie, who were tied together on the river bank."These two cunts, they don't mean nothin' to me, Lawton. I'd as soon snuff 'em as fuck 'em. But the blonde is the big lottery ticket, and I don't want to queer the payoff." Kind of you," Lawton said dryly."But here's the deal," Dooley continued. "We know.