Melanie was wearing her blue blazer, yellow scarf, gray skirt, and low comfortable back pumps for walking. She wore her auburn hair short, it framed h...r lovely face, little or no makeup, just the glow of youth. Melanie’s figure was perfect, long athletic legs, narrow waist, firm breasts, a picture of balance and proportion. It had matured over the years from schoolgirl to womanhood. Her greeting was friendly as ever as she kissed both of his cheeks. ‘So good to see you again. Are we ready.’ Off. Her mind was foggy and she couldn’t remember anything else. She needed to get back to bed and wait for her roommate, she shouldn’t be too long. Kristy put her head up, and tried her best to stand up strait. She took a step and stumbled backwards, barely catching the kitchen table. In front of her was the thermometer and she decided absentmindedly to take her temperature. She turned it on and stuck it under her tongue. After what seemed like an hour it beeped, and read 115 Fahrenheit. Kristy. "We have a little film for you to watch, Emily. Look at the television please." He said.Emily's gaze moved to the screen and from her reactions I gather she was watching the first video that had been sent to me. This was no act. I could see that Emily was having trouble understanding or believing what she was seeing."But that's impossible. How did you... where did you get this?" Emily demanded."Its very good, isn't it, Emily? We've got some people who know how to knock this sort of stuff up for. It was the expense of the honey that always threw me off it, but I wasn't thinking about it the right way, like I am now." Honey is still very expensive. I'm not sure I understand." Ratio's, Ralph. I don't blame you for not thinking of it right off the bat. I've been doing this for near on to forty years, and I didn't catch on to it until about a month ago myself. Three hundred pounds of the cross cut meat will only use up about four pounds of clover honey in the cure. Plus, it is a whole lot.