We hadn’t eaten on the way up so unloaded the car and went down town to the local pub which was open and had a light dinner (which kinda seemed like...leftovers from the kitchen). At the lodge is a private hot tub which you can book but it closes at ten PM, otherwise we would have saved our appetite for each other.Returning to the lodge the room was finally warm enough to get down to speedos and we did. Mike had come straight from a full day’s work so we both had a shower together.We were both. That didn’t really bother Bobby too much. When Amanda had called him, and asked him to go get the star performer for the Harvest Festival, he’d agreed to do it because it was Amanda asking him to. He didn’t listen to the radio much, and the twins didn’t play music at the house as much as they had in the past. Part of that was because they were at work during the days, and some evenings, and part of it was because, as they grew up, they weren’t as fixated on celebrities as they had been in their. " She said."Do you live here," I allowed Jeremy to ask questions to which I already knew the answer."No dear, I live in Metropolis. I was born here, so I came in to see how my money was being spent." Then she turned to me. "I heard the young man call you Sylvia and with that hand, that would probably make you Sylvia Porter." It would indeed. I already had the flu, but thanks for the aid you are providing to the county." I was trying hard not to like her, but I wasn't sure yet just how I was. I should have sheltered her from such pain.“I’m tying you up,” I told her. “Relax. You won’t be harmed. Trust me.”“I do, Chaun,” she said then glanced at my wife. “I love you, Chaun. I know you won’t let your friends hurt you.”Aurora let out an annoyed chirp.“I don’t love you, Adelaide. I’m not sure I ever did. I think I just loved the idea of loving you.”“What does that mean?” she asked, eyes blinking.“She needs to be gagged,” Aurora said. A smile crossed her lips. “I can do it.”I gave my wife.