"What about the cunt?" Wassa asked; looking intently at Michele."We tie her up; then we fuck off and leave her."Stan leaned forward over the backseat ...aughed evilly into Michele's ear."Hopefully someone will find you before you starve or freeze," he sniggered."I can't see too much of her here in the dark Stan but she looks like she might be a sort and she smells great; any chance we can have a go at her before we fuck off?" Wassa asked."Now fuck me Wassa; if I say yes this little princess is. “It’s really more the sense of power that comes from being able to piss for 500 feet or more. That’s like a hundred times more than I can usually manage!”She smiled. “Cool. I’d do it too if I was appropriately equipped. It is what you always do when you come here though, right?”“Not always. Sometimes the wind is coming straight up the valley at the mountain and then there’s a serious updraft.”She laughed again. “The mark of a true outdoorsman; know your environment.”“Damn straight – plus, you. You put a note on my desk this morning that I found after you left. You didn't want to tell me because you knew I wouldn't let you go if I knew. Hang on kid cause here it comes, you're two months pregnant."For the second time in my life I passed out. Jim was holding my hand when I came to. I was again lying on the couch. He kept me lying down when I tried to get up."No. You need to just lie there and catch up with everything I've just told you. I can't even imagine what it would be like to be. They got there just before I did. We got naked and got into bed. They told me about their conversation with Becky, then we drifted off to sleep.April 7, 1845We kissed and cuddled for a bit before we got up and got ready for another day. I saw mom coming back from the Stuarts so I went over to ask how they were."The kids are getting better. Mrs. Stuart died," she said."Awh shit," I said.Mom shook her finger at me, letting me know she wasn't pleased with my language."Does Ab know?" I asked.Mom.