He had always heard that the Carter Clan was reclusive and had little to do with other people. He asked, “So you only wear your robes when you’re ...orking?”“For the most part,” replied Ed as Betsy passed them. Ed reached out and picked up the little girl as he said, “You stay here with me until we get to the barbershop. I don’t want you getting run over by a car.”“I can go faster than a car,” replied Betsy as she wriggled in his arms.Knowing that his daughter believed that, Ed threw her on his. This was where the tables turned—the women were much better than the men in spotting someone trying to sneak up on them. I have no idea why, it just worked out that way. Obviously, those women were going to make better guards than the men; that was something that Hasup and I marveled over.Once we were satisfied with the sneaking, we moved on to small unit tactics. This was something the Inglets had an uncanny talent for. It was pretty much a case of tell them once, and they had the tactic. He said he would but he needed to go to the men’s room to clean up. While he was in the men’s room I asked Becky what she was going to do, and she said “you have always wanted to watch another guy fuck me, this is the guy”. I said great. He came back and we walked out to our car. He said “why don't we go to my apartment”, and Becky said it sounded fantastic. We all got in the car for the drive, and Becky had her blouse off and her skirt pulled up to her waist before we got out of the parking. This is like a fairytale Christmas." Shh," he rumbled, as she turned to him and pressed her face between his chin and collarbone. "It's a ... what do you call it? An interlude, I think for all of us, and we're all pretty grateful for it. Thanksgiving wasn't ... Don't look the gift horse in the mouth. Next year will probably make up for it," and she heard the amusement in his voice."Gunny, I love you," she told him.Later, after the roast that Harry and Barb had brought over the day before was.