“Barbara, you’re getting all warm!”“Tom, you’re getting all stiff.”We put the stiffness and warmness together, and...made love.That’s not quite true. We fucked.And talked, too, during the less active moments..“Let me be sure I understand. You get turned on when youthink about guys trying to pick me up.”He responded both physically and verbally: “Yeah.”“Well, I’ve heard of men like you. You’re some kind. Cars were turning around, we did also. Getting out of Oceanside was going to be tougher than getting in. I turned on the radio and got a local station. After a few minutes the news came on. The male announcer said, “For all you people leaving Oceanside today, be prepared for a long wait. Police have roadblocks on either side of our city. The unofficial word from a police spokesman is that there is a terror alert and they are checking identifications and all vehicles for suspicious activity.”. She looked at me like I was crazy, but calmed down when I promised to explain later.I did say that I would like to find the smelter that had to be servicing several mines, but I didn't know how to do that. Abi suggested that we let the mules show us. Undoubtedly, the mules hitched to the current wagon had been to the smelter on more than one occasion, so they knew the way. All we had to do was to sit in the driver's seat and get them started. Very likely, they would simply head for the smelter. I haven’t fully agreed with myself yet on whether or not it would okay to fuck her brains out like I was dying to do, mainly because I thought of what the consequences might be and what could happen to the b*****rhood between Mike and me. Thinking of this, I backed down from her, engaging in the teasing conversation less than I wanted to. When we arrived at her workplace, she began to look through her purse so she could give me gas money for the ride. ‘No, it’s okay. Don’t worry about it,’ I.