With that introduction from my Granddaughter, How can I ever thank you for the life of Bridget?”Mum was speechless.Dad replied “Mrs A, I must than... you and Bridget for those kind words and the fact I have had two minutes of silence.” Bridget Grandma and I laughed.Mum replied “Sorry, Pleased to meet you Mrs A. Bridget’s words were very kind. And they put a frog in my throat. In the mean time, Husband, wait until we get home.”Grandma quickly replied “Harry you are on a promise, have a great time. I looked up with a start to see Cole standing there, with one of his infectious grins on his face. I couldn’t help but to smile back, forgetting my humiliation and embarrassment for a mament. He sat down and asked why I was really here. Before I knew what I was doing I blurted out the whole story, I must have become emotional because by time I reached the end Cole was holding my hand and handing me a napkin to dry my tears. He suddenly started to chuckle and it soon turned into full blown,. “Open up and find out what it’s like when a stranger shows up and you’re alone.” We kept humping against each other. “You want to be bad, don’t you?” “Oh, yes, I do want to be bad and I’m so horny” she said, backing up and finally opening the screen door, letting me in. Once in the house, standing close to each other, she bit her lower lip, “So, mister, what are you going to do to a bad farmer’s daughter?” Without a word, I grabbed her ass and pulled her against me. I loved how my hands felt on. If working for the government had taught me anything, it had taught me that Ralph Waldo Emerson was correct when he said "That government governs best that governs least." Or something like that. The point he was trying to make was to make as few hard and fast rules as possible, just Ten Commandments. That's all. Just enough to show the intent, don't stifle the initiative.Breakfast was a veritable feast. The two new 'slaves' tried to out-do each other in making my favorite dishes. I finally sat.