" Where was I gonna go? There was entirely too much junk in here as it was! She cam back seconds later carrying in both hands a small box made from wo...d. It was very pretty and colorful, covered with the designs of swimming mermaids and flowers, sunbeams and melons. I looked at the thing and thought; 'This is the ugliest box I'd ever seen!' I summoned up a smile and remembering my promise to buy whatever she'd brought me, paid for it. Once done, I smiled at her again, taking in her expressive. They won't be happy about extended philosophical discussions, especially on agency time. So we probably shouldn't have them over your dedicated line, which I'm sure is automatically tapped, right?"He shrugged acknowledgment."Call us back, at your convenience," I said. "Any line, just dial my old cell number. It's not listed any more, as I'm sure you know, but Spook's quarantined it so it can't be reassigned. The only calls on it other than you will be misdials. We'll pick up but say nothing. I don't want anyone else to see me making love to my new wives," I said with a smile.They were very happy. I hugged and kissed them, and started taking the tent down. We folded it and put it in its bag and loaded it on the horse. We took some cooking utensils, and soap. I took my best Old West clothes to get married in. I closed up the plane, and we left. The girls were talking and singing the days away as we went to get married.We didn't set the tent up on the way to get married, the weather. “I have this bottle of wine and I was wondering if you would like to share it with me?” “Sure come on in.” I tell her beginning to think maybe she didn’t see me staring at her earlier today. Or maybe if she did she liked it. I let her in and can’t help but stare at her fine ass as she walks by me. “Where’s the kitchen?” I point her in the right direction and follow her into the kitchen. She is looking stunning tonight in her jeans and tight low cut shirt. “Ah… I see you’re a fan of tequila.”.