‘Tired?’ he asked. ‘Not really – that was a great evening, wasn’t it?’ ‘Yeah and a great tribute to us. I feel humble.’ ‘Are you hum...le enough to talk about wedding thoughts?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘When?’ ‘Now if you wish.’ ‘Okay when?’ ‘Late January.’ ‘Early April.’ ‘Well there’s something we don’t instantly agree on.’ Elle continued, ‘A big, small or medium size wedding.’ ‘How big is big.’ ‘Ooh, in New Zealand terms that would be 300 guests, but here it could mean 3000.’ ‘Small.’ ‘Then New Zealand big. To my surprise it was quite erect. I asked Steve whether the sight of two men having sex with one woman turned him on? Steve said he was not sure, but the sight in itself was erotic. Then I said something to my husband that shocked him; what if that woman was I and one of those two men was him? Steve looked at me and asked me if I was joking or I was serious? I continued my line of thought and said what if I was serious, adding that I found it sexy, plus I could never get pregnant. Steve saw. We stopped and watched them work. I've always wondered how they got the cars on and off of those big trailers you see on the road all the time. Once the mystery was gone it wasn't nearly as interesting as I'd imagined.While we stood out of the way watching the men unload cars, Boyd said, "I went to a big auction in Charlotte yesterday. I get a lot of my cars there. Rob, I don't know what your taste in automobiles runs to, but I got something here that might interest you. I liked it so much when. Their clothes look like they haven't beenwashed in a weeks. A few of them look as if they have Spanish Mossgrowing on their teeth, and at least one of them seems to be practicallyswimming in cheap cologne. They're also pretty rude, with way out ofline comments and while I perfectly understand it, I do prefer people toat least try to look somewhere else other than my breasts. We allquickly thank them for the champagne but make it clear that nothing'sgoing to happen. They get angry but quickly.