I sat in my beat up old Dodge pickup truck trying to work up the nerve to have it out with Harold. For some reason, I happened to look up as a big sem... pulled over to the side of the road and stopped with a loud hissing of its air brakes. Then this fine as frog's hair, lady hitchhiker got out of that semi truck. "I just thank you all so very much!" she called back up into the cab."Oh hell, little lady," the truck driver's voice came back at her. "It's me that has to be thanking you."She turned. The first one to play against her was Peter. He walked into the court without his shoes or his shirt and prepared to play wearing only his pants. She couldn’t help noticing how incredibly good looking and well built he was. Clearly he made good use of all those hours that he spent working at the gym. Allie pulled her dress up a little so that she could move more freely. It started the men cheering and high-fiving. Their rising levels of testosterone were out on display now. The game started. DesI woke warm as Del had covered me with his wing but also with a sense that we were being watched, though I suspected none could see me. Del, I knew was already awake and watching me. He studied me when I slept for some reason that he would not tell me of, but then I did the same to him."Good morning my heart. I do believe several of the men watch us." I know, but I think it's a good thing. They'll see that all we do is snuggle and hold each other. Or at least they would if they could see. . Yes he is ... Thank you so much! ... I look forward to meeting you also ... Thanks for your time ... You’re welcome ... Bye.” she hung up and looked at me incredulously.“How the hell do you know Tony DeMarco?” she asked.“It is a long story and I will be glad to tell you over dinner on Saturday. I assume it is a go?” I asked with a smile.“This I have to see. Besides I need to know what is going on with Jake.” I assumed Jake was her fiancé.“Okay then, I will pick you up at 7:00 and we will head.