After work I called the wife with my cellphone saying that I had some extra work to take care of. Most of the time this was true so my wife didn't qu...stion it. I left with Cindy to a local bar and sat at a table with her. In moments we started to drink, drink, and drink. She was tipsy, but still got along fine. She opened her coat and freed the pressure on her breasts with that. They still seemed to stretch the fabric of her blouse, practically begging to be released. I couldn't help it,. You didn't have to be a legendary scout to be able to track Mechs. Machines that large and that heavy disturbed a lot of dirt and are easy to follow. Even in rocks you could follow them. The large metal feet gouged and scraped the rocks so you just needed to look for the skin marks on the rocks to go in the right direction.Finally the ravine ended and the tracks moved due north. Reporting the new direction we kept tagging along. The terrain here was rolling with dips and small hills. When the. Miffed. "Shouldn't you be outside?" Mergurgle?" Are you insane. It's twenty below."How did you get in?" Murggle."He pulled himself up and stretched, kneaded the quilt, looked up and saw I was still there, walked over to the edge and jumped. He head-butted my ankles.I stepped back.This was the reaction he was looking for. He butted again. I stepped back.Eventually, we were at the backdoor ... he went out a very professional pet door and came back in."Marrggle." I see. Who did that?" Purrmurft,". You know that chime that a Mac has when it starts up? What I need is a chord like that, but distinct, it's own sound, not the Mac chime. Like one of those meditation chimes you get at the New-Age stores. But thicker, more complex. Way more complex. And unique. And warm friendly sensual, like something that you would hear on Oprah, or the Oxygen Channel. A bit more sexual than Lifetime. A bit too sexy for Hallmark. Lots of complex overtones, or something like that. Five, maybe ten seconds. Lots.