“Never tried it, Marshal. Pa always just looked for water with one. We could give it a try when we finish here, we got a few feet of pump pipe left ...ver.”“How does that thing know the difference in oil and water, as deep as water is under there?” Duncan asked.“You have to think about what you’re lookin’ for, Duncan. If you think of water and drinkin’ a cool drink, it’ll point right down at it when you get over it.”“That sounds kinda witchy to me,” Duncan said, laughing when the young’uns. "See what you think" she said as she opened the fitting room curtain to let me in. Taking the skirt form her I gently slipped out of my grey skirt and wriggled my hips into the new skirt. It was very snug but such a gorgeous fit, hugging my hips and highlighting my womanly curves. Turning from the mirror I saw the reflection of the skirt on me and noted the sexy way it tightened around my arse, it was lovely! Stepping out from behind the curtain I saw Val smiling. "Hmmm yes, that is really. Although she never answered his pleas, he could hear those all-too-familiar sobs coming from their bedroom, and dashed down the hall to be with her.“Meg? Mary Ellen! Oh God, Baby! I didn’t know . . . “ Words. Nothing more than empty words! And not one of them worth a pinch of powdered ‘coon shit, either! John was torn between the love they shared and the duty he might have to that bitch waiting outside. Well fuck her! Fuck that meddling bitch and her screaming demands on him! But John knew that. ’ Erika nodded. ‘Very sensible, too. Why don’t you and Sally head home to get changed? You’ve both had a long week, from what I hear. I’ll brief you on the result of the meeting at tonight’s dinner.’ ‘Okay,’ Thomas quickly agreed. Becky had been pretty pissed with him when he left at five this morning. This morning? Every morning since he’d taken on the job. An earlier finish might help, and would give him time to collect some flowers on the way home. He badly needed the brownie points. ‘By the.