Plowing."*Betty arrived at eight o'clock. I told my wife to share a bottle of wine with her in the living room while I freshened up. We had set out so...e candles, put on some soft music and I put out two bottles of wine and three glasses. I took my time as I showered, shaved and dabbed a little cologne. I put on a pair of red silky pyjama pants that tied at the waist. No shirt needed.I had a plan.When I finally entered the living room I saw that both bottles were empty, as I hoped. One glass sat. The area was filled with warehouses and became pretty much deserted at night. The car slowed and they began to take many turns. The driver kept looking in the rear view mirror to make sure that they were not followed. The car came to a stop in front of a warehouse they had passed several times. Ben got out and motioned for Roger to hurry and follow him. They ducked into the building.It was a bit dark inside and when his eyes got accustomed to the dim light Roger saw that there were about. I knew then that I had him. The only sport that I had ever been any good at at School was cross-country running. Even though I didn't run much these days, I still knew how to do it. Chopping and changing pace takes it out of you. It's much better to set a cadence, get into a rhythm.We must have left the cottage door wide open because suddenly I was joined my Magic and Trotsky. They thought this was a great game. Magic bounded along beside me while Trotsky obviously thought it would be an even. “Gav, maybe it would be better if we just stayed in tonight. We can present Delanie a selection of different ways to get drunk off her ass, and she can get wasted in the privacy and safety of her own home. Yeah?”It was a compromise we could all agree on and a few hours later we were all drunk. Apparently, Gavin was more drunk than Eric or me because when he finally passed out on the couch and started snoring, we could both tell that he wasn’t going anywhere for the rest of the night.“Hey,” Eric.