’ General Burton opted to ignore this, for now.Dingvali had got the distinct impression that the ‘offer’ of Verisa as his bed fellow was not ent...rely optional. He was surprised to be told he had to satisfy his black slave – “uhh, no, she is free and she is doing you a favour. You do her one too!” He wasn’t even sure how to satisfy a black woman. The generally held view was that they were a lesser, more animal species. The fact that she was clearly as intelligent as him, as capable as him, and. Clearly, moving was going to be a big job, and with only the one truck running back and forth, it was going to be a long one, too. A second truck would make life a lot easier, Mike knew, but he didn't manage to put two and two together until the Thursday before the move, over breakfast at the Spearfish Lake Cafe. He was sitting across the table from Mark when he realized that Mark had a pickup. "Any chance we can borrow your truck for a couple days this weekend?" he asked. "We're going to move. “I’ve had an idea,” he said jumping out of the driving seat and running round to my side to help me out.I smiled; Pete was acting the over-cautious expectant father already.“So what’s the idea?” I asked him as we walked towards the building together.“Never you mind,” he grinned. “Have a good day, Penn.”With that, my husband went into work without saying another word.*The next week was as close to normal as it could have been. We both went to work, we ate together, watched television together,. So they had a couple of drinks. Then Mike got a surprise."Hi, Mike!" said a female voice behind him. Claire looked up and stiffened. He turned.It was Sharon, the girl that Tom took home the night Mike had Bryony, or rather didn't have Bryony."Sharon! Lovely to see you!" he said and he meant it. He stood and they hugged. Then to Claire he said, "This is Sharon, she's Bryony's friend, you know, the girl who I was with that weekend. Sharon this is Claire." Hi!" Sharon said brightly. "You're Mike's.