They asked to water the plants and grass,About three weeks later, I saw Jane at the house. Her sister had recovered and was on her own. Boldly, she wa...ked up close to me, brushed her hand against my crotch, and winked at me.Jane said, "I want to finish what we started in the car. Why don't you come over for dinner on Friday night at my place? It will be Italian. We won't be disturbed because the family has a baseball tournament over a hundred miles away."I looked at Jane and said, "Seven, Okay.. We had ten days and 2,200 miles. We didn’t wait until Friday to get started. Joan had done well packing just a roll-aboard size suitcase for the week. She wore comfy sweats—the same kind I was wearing. Mom, Dad, and Pey were also dressed in sweats, figuring we were all going to stink by the time we reached San Diego, so we might as well at least be comfortable. Joan had never traveled like this and couldn’t understand why we’d drive two-thirds of the way across the country instead of flying. I. I had brought my bow and some arrows along with some strong twine and heavier rope at Shirley's request.Shirley picked the largest tree close to the house. She said that we needed to run a line over a high branch and would pull the antenna up to it. Now, I understood the bow and arrows. I picked an arrow and tied one end of the twine to it. I picked a branch high in the tree and gently let fly. I wanted the arrow to go over the branch and lose its way falling to the ground. The first shot was. Francine heads home with this on her mind. She gets home where only her 16-year-old son, Lyle lives with her. Lyle’s father was never around but left them plenty of money to care for Lyle. “What the hell is going on there? Something has to be going on behind the scenes for that bimbo to be considered over me. Hmmm” Francine thinks to herself, “What if I spy on her? No she’ll no it is me, maybe I should send Lyle.” “Hey mom, how was work?” Lyle comes in the living room hugging his mom. “Hey.