If I have a nickel in my pocket on the way out of town, I drop it into the airport slot machines. And if I win off that, I might have to put off my fl...ght. I don't have to gamble it all... there's plenty of things to spend money on in Vegas. But it's all going to expensive, adult fun.So the year I'm talking about, I took my big sister Marta. I get some pretty nice offers from casinos, and sometimes my family members like to take advantage. Marta's not much of a gambler, but she likes to drink. We men were busy taking care of the animals and repairing items that had broken on the trip or needed repair to avoid breaking. The women were preparing the meals for everyone, taking care of the children, getting water for the oxen and men, and setting up the meals for tomorrow. Some were cutting wood and others were preparing game that had been brought in by the men. Some men had only minor chores and some had a bit more, but the women were always busy even after walking the same distance as. "Unzipping the sleeping bag was much easier than it had been the night before. I slid out of the bag and sat cross-legged on it and reached for the cargo bag. It was at this point that some things finally occurred to me. I was Harold Lee Scoville. I was 93 years old. The last I remembered before last night had been laying in bed waiting to die of old age and generally crappy health. There should be no way I could be sitting in a tent somewhere by a lake, let alone sitting cross-legged. I was. I thought to myself the lucky bastard who she was meeting. This instantly gave me a hard on she said have a nice night when she left and don't wait up.I couldn't do anything else all night other than thinking about my mom and what she was upto at about 2 ish in the morning a taxi pulled up and there was some fumbling at the door I opened it and it was my mom on all fours trying to pick her key up she was very drunk. I helped her in and took her upstairs. I decided to undress her and began to.