I actually heard her say "Ooh lala..." How French is that?! Karine had no problem coming up to me or Tom and hugging on to stay afloat as we all trod ...ater, legs entwined, occasionally wrapped, our bare chests casually bumping and touching. She and I kissed. It was sudden but perfect. We joked about needing a strong man to keep us afloat, and we each took a position on one of Tom's arms. Our hands were on his chest and our legs kicking below and our thighs hugging his thighs.She leaned across. .. falling in love – there; I was admitting it – with a woman younger than my daughter. At the same time, she'd wanted me to hold her. I couldn't back away from the relationship we already had. So, I left the bench, walked up through the park and had sausage and chips for lunch in the Forge Dam café. For once, I didn't have my laptop open; I was living the story, not writing it.I drive an old Austin FX4 – a 'black cab' – it's slow, and heavy, but there's loads of room in it. The doors are big. I plan to step down before too long and just start enjoying this ... way of life, this family, if you will,” I declared, wondering how much Inga had divulged already.“Oh, we spent little time talking, but, it’s true that she mentioned a lot of your ideas as well as hers, and let me just say that I favor the idea of living here in Denmark most of the time, maybe spending time in the States and elsewhere, but mainly in this house. Both of you would always be welcome in my home. It could be our. Such a skilled craftsman could be forgiven for not adhering strictly to the Puritan way. They looted the bodies and pulled them into an empty woodshed. Joe asked, "Master John, what do you plan to do with these bodies? I know you can't plan to leave them where they presently are. The stench will make that impossible after a few days." These are Nipmucks, so I will just burn them after Parson Jacobs has a chance to make sure that they are condemned to hell. He will be around sometime this.