We talked about the summer and the impending return of the next school year. He told me about the last few days with his Dad, and I told him about my ...irthday. As we came around to our houses for the fourth time we stopped and stood in between them. We stood there facing one another holding hands, and staring at each other. “Shame my Dad is home,” he said looking sad. “Yeah it is definitely a shame, if he wasn’t I would be rocking your world right now,” I explained shaking ours hands from. We had no more trouble with this particular asinine version of a militia, but it was by no means the end of our encounters with stupid and bigoted people. The next time we needed provisions, it was Janet's turn to go into town with the wagon. This time, she took one of the men and two of the women with her when she went to the store.The man stayed outside to keep an eye on the wagon and the animals while the women went into the store. No sooner had they entered the store that the owner. ’ ‘No it doesn’t.’ I mused. ‘Dave must have seen a connection between what he knows about Lafarge and something else that we’re missing.’ I had an idea. ‘You keep looking Stace, I’m going to call my dad, he’s the only person who knows more than Dave about Lafarge.’ ‘Okay, but it would help if I knew what I’m looking for.’ ‘Something not in the report: A note, a reminder, something like that.’ I sighed. ‘If only the gang hadn’t got to the detective before us.’ ‘They must have realised he was on. It was very peaceful sitting there next to my husband looking over the lake on a very warm afternoon. Jake, my husband, started to get frisky with me as he many time does. He was basically teasing me, knowing that we couldn’t do anything out in public in broad daylight. He must have been very horny that day (which isn’t very unusual for him). He was getting very risky, rubbing his hands all over me (and I mean ALL over). Jake was making me very horny as well. I looked around and couldn’t.