I had a 525 mile drive in front of me to get back home and would have to make a long hard drive by myself so I would be ready for work the following m...rning. All seven of my lovers showed up and the good-byes were tearful. Even the sheriff and Freddie came by the clinic to wish me well. Reluctantly I parked my reasonably well-recovered body in my truck and headed for the highway.It was a little strange Monday morning when I resumed my job in building construction. At first my body protested. Almost everyone plays a few dozen games. Even me: Not long later inventor of 'attending, but not playing'! Almost everyone gets fresh ideas how to kill groups, after a short walk early Sunday over frozen meadows. No chairs, nor tables available. Time to get back home. Before sun sets!------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- : Same suspects, only one week earlier: Eric-sensei, Ronny-boy, the. “Damn… he’s tearing that ass up” this man said behind me, his hand is now on my ass “soft” he added with a squeeze, I wanted to turn around and smack the fuck out of him and let my husband… my husband… was busy fucking someone else, so I let it go. “Hey bartender… whatever she’s having is on me” he said, at least he was nice enough to buy my drinks. I felt his hands move down my legs, I closed my eyes and wanted to cry but no tears came, he slowly started to pull my skirt up, I helped him by. ”“Thank you. We will be there.”There were two members of the Council with Craig when Patrick and Sam arrived at Argyle Street, Roy Ah-See and Tina Williams, both of whom remembered Patrick.“May I introduce to you my son Samuel? Sam, this is Roy Ah-See and Tina Williams, of the council, and Craig Ardler, from Nowra.”“I greet the Wiradjuri man and the woman of the Bundjalung,” said Sam. “And the visitor from the south coast.” The three started visibly.“I am chairman of this council,” said Roy..