We ate and broke camp early, I did not want to leave our things set up near so many other people. I guess I am not a trusting soul.We went to town and...asked for and found the Judges office. I introduced myself and told them that Marshal Jim Turner had told me to come here to collect my reward for the Wombles.The man behind the counter asked me to fill out some papers and paid me the $250 reward in cash. I asked if Marshal Turner was in town. I was told he was staying at the Palace Hotel. I also. She introduced herself as Gloriaand said that one of her maids noticed my unusual taste in clothing andunless I did a favor for her my wife would be getting a set of pantiesin the mail with a note saying that they were left in my room. Icouldn't believe that I was being blackmailed! I told her that my wifewould never fall for that and demanded she leave. She said that with afew follow up phone calls, she would have my wife convinced that I hadan out of town girlfriend. Stunned, I sheepishly. She looked up at me with those inscrutable eyes making her look positively Oriental in her mysterious aloofness. Still, she was nice enough to lick up the final drops with her flicking tongue that seemed to have a mind all its own and never failed to waste a single drop of precious bodily fluids.I saw her pull the strap-on out of the bottom drawer where she had hidden it away from prying eyes. I have to admit she was sort of wild when she tightened that think around her hips and I knew I was in. .. it's OK ... don't worry. Listen, I want you to stop by my place after work." Well, I was going to..."Again, I interrupted and in a strong voice, I told her, "Sylvie, you are tostop by my place on your way home. Do you understand?" Paul, what is wrong?" Sylvie, please ... do you understand what I just told you?" I softened my voice a little and asked her, "Will you do that for me?"There was a slight pause; her voice seemed a bit softer when she answered, "Yes Paul..." Good, I'll see you.