Then, maybe he did. I thought the third house was Aspen since Uncle Bert bought it after he bought the two ranch houses. I spent four days tearing the...place apart. Nothing. Then, I went back and checked the legal records in the court house. One of the ranch houses was bought in Mary’s name. The third house had to be Vail.His Vail house (my Vail house now) was a freestanding residence with a glorious view of the Gore Range overlooking the original Vail Village and facing the ski slopes. It was. The sign onthe door said Ladies, I couldn't go in there. She didn't slow down, butpulled my arm, pulling me into the empty room, passed the closed stallsto stand in front of the mirror. I looked at the stranger staring at mefrom the glass. A short buxom blonde, wearing a much to large leatherjacket, a much to tight tee shirt, daisy duke cut-offs shorts and a pairof pink leather cowboy boots. I was screaming inside but all that escapedmy full pouty lips was another giggle laugh.The Lady slipped. Soon, Jack was pulling into their drive. The house looked still, too still. Usually, the drapes would be open, with the sounds of the radio playing and Jill's slightly off-key singing voice, as she bustled around in the kitchen preparing the evening meal, would greet Jack as he came home. He sat behind the steering wheel a moment, just looking at the house."What's going on?" he worried to himself.Jack slowly gathered his suitcase and work items and tiredly walked to the front door. Jill's. " Betty, now curious, asked him, "How DID she teach them, if I may ask?" He smiled. "The only way she knowed how. She showed the boys how to do ever'thing, and had them show the girls. Our youngest had a great old time when her brother started showing her. Mama got to thinkin' one day, if the boys have all seen HER naked, the girls have everything the same as she's got, why cover it up. We got to talkin a bit later, and figured if the boys have been teachin the girls, they've seen it all, too..