"Bill, where's Stephen?" Locked up at the police station." Good!"She was silent and then drifted off to sleep again. Bill returned to his vigil. Later...on he ate his 'supper' and then pulled his bed up against Wendy's. He stripped down to his underpants and climbed in. He reached over and found Wendy's hand. It had been a stressful day and it was not long before he fell asleep too.The nurse looked in and went back to fetch her companion. "Aren't they sweet?" she whispered. "I wouldn't mind a man. .. have you two been having fun?" Sandy, dear..." There was a certain tension between two women. Jennifer didn't try to explain anything. Sandra didn't asked her to. But after sometime they returned to their usual talkative mod without any strict intention whatsoever to intrude into any detail of their personal lives. That's how Sandra found out it wasn't much of a deal anymore for Jenny and Rick to be engaging in those type of relations. In time, they've gotten more relaxed. They bodies kinda. "Yeah, but I'm looking forward to taking a break," I said. Tonight performance was my last here in this town; my next booking wasn't for two weeks. Just then, there was a knock on my dressing room door."Hi cousin," I shouted taking his offered hand, I had sent Bill two tickets for my final performance, but I hadn't seen him in the audience. Next I hugged his pretty wife, Joan; I had met her only the once at their wedding; the only thing I could remember about her was her sizeable bust. I. ”John grinned. “I think she made a wise decision, Harro. We are not going to rush our progress anyway.”He slung his own pack on his back, and turned to his women.“Ladies, it is time to go. Has everyone got your strong footwear on?”They all admitted that they had. John had insisted on getting new shoes from the tribal shoemaker. They obeyed, despite volubly complaining that the thicker leather made the footwear heavy to wear. Hearing that comment, John said, “Soon you will not notice that extra.