Whenever they went out together, they would always take Frank’s truck.She smiled in remembrance of the many good times they had had over the years i... various trucks he had owned. She had been amazed at just how big and roomy the cab in their first pickup was, remarking once that it seemed big enough to put a bed in. Frank had immediately pointed out that since they almost always had bench seats, they came with beds already. Later that evening he had taken her to dinner and then had driven home. “I’ll do that while you make the coffee.”I grabbed my bag and dropped it in Birgit’s room and then grabbed my bathroom kit, along with some clean clothes, and took a quick shower and came out to find coffee waiting for me at the table.“What did you want to do while you’re here? Mom and Dad would like to spend time with you, of course.”“I’d like to spend some time with them, too. The only thing I really need to do is visit Birgit. I have something to leave with her. Otherwise, I don’t have. Where was Beanstalk? I cursed as the sun blinded me and returned to the tent briefly to retrieve my flight goggles. That cursed fiery ball was just now peeking over the horizon, it was not hot enough to burn me yet but it was still a blinding glare. I stood and looked around. There was Beanstalk, spread across the sand on some kind of clear plastic tarp some distance away, as naked as the day she was born. She lay on her back, one hand shielding her dark eyes from the sun as she basked in the. ” She tried to act normal though she was flattered. “So, how did everyone do in the bet?” She asked.“None of the guys managed to chat except Aman. He met a woman who was probably around 45 years old.”“Does that mean he is not here?”“No, he isn’t. He went back to her place and asked me to stay here.”“Dirty little pervert,” she said. “What was she like and who does she think taking advantage of?”He smiled at her reaction. “She was alright but nothing compared to you.” She looked at him and asked,.