It would stop the spring from eroding away the land behind the pool while allowing the wetlands to follow the bank down-stream. A heavy planting of ca...tails would also help to stabilize the soil. Since it had to do with the magic word, 'wetlands' I had to file an environmental impact statement with the nosyparkers in Springfield. Since the plan included erosion abatement while actually increasing shelter for the local wildlife it got their approval. I even got a twenty-percent funding grant to. .. are they good people?" Oh yeah... very nice, and I think she's very comfortable with them, and I think she'll really miss them, especially Cat, once we leave." Oh ok... not to pry, but is there anything more than 'friendship' going on with any of them?" Wow... that's kind of an awkward question, Spence... maybe. I don't really know." Sam lied. She wasn't sure what Carly had told him and given his questions, he apparently hadn't told her anything."Well, that doesn't exactly make me feel. .. you know, add a few other things, if you want, but fix yourself that way if you want to join us.”“Okay ... yeah, I get it! Okay, I’ll be right back!”“Now we’re in for some fun,” Carol said slyly to the handsome man she had cuffed to the bedposts.“She seems a nice surprise. Thank you Carol.”“You’re more than welcome, Paul.”“Not calling me Daddy now?” he said trying to sound aggrieved.“I didn’t say you could talk!” she barked, but the manner in which her hand languidly traced patterns on his. She was looking young. She was in her t-shirt, wearing a skirt. She was shaking.She looked into my eyes with a smile. The next word she uttered, I rushed her to the wall. As I rushed her to the wall all I could feel was only her straps behind her Tee, and our legs crawling over the dry smooth floor. I locked her to the wall. We were smiling, breathing heavily.Me: I never had the guts.Her: I also. Never thought I could invite you home. Yarum parkla la? (No one saw you, na?)Me: Illa (Nope.)Her:.