"I got no idea. I want you to drive since your truck can take the swamp better than this prissy bronco," He said."No problem how long will it take?" I...asked."Three hours up there probably. Why you got a date?" he asked."No date, but before we leave would you help me unload a bike from the truck?" I had checked before I entered the office. The trike was still under the plastic tarp in the rear of the truck."Sure, I'll give you a hand with it. After that we can stop at the diner at the cross. " I can control my women," Adam said firmly. A second later all the men burst into laughter."It felt good to say that just once," Adam remarked. "Even if we all know I'm full of shit."A few minutes later, Rachelle called and the move was on. Everything was loaded into the two large rooms until the women could decide on its right and proper place in the household.The guys were content to leave those sorts of decisions to someone else.Adam probably should have known things were going too smoothly. I had stated that humans and dogs and horses had unwritten contracts datingn back at least 50,000 years with the dog and at least 5000 years with the horse. Those two animals are what we humans made them. I had wound up with several other creatures as well. Baboons don't play well with others. Like I said, baboons are too damned human!Another purpose was observation of social dynamics. Dunbar's number for both baboon and human appeared to be the same—about 150 "stable" relationships. Both human. I opened the door and got into the car. He asked me how old I was again. I told him 18 again. So he started to drive back to his house and we were just in the car talking. I asked him if he was a virgin. He said no and asked if I was. I told him yes. He took one hand off the sturning wheel and started to rub my cock and then said that he would love to break my nice little ass in. I moaned a little because what he did was a little unexpected. His hand felt strong as hell. Did I mention that he.