He wrestled his wife for a moment, but she surfaced with the board shorts triumphantly raised above her head."Give those back!"Donna P. handed them hu...riedly to me and crooned, "Keep away from Mike!"The can was forgotten, and the game resumed. Mike was a good sport about it. I have to admit, I was shocked and excited by the turn of play. Mike is a handsome guy. His job keeps him more than fit. He's a tanned demigod, if you want to know the truth. I became flustered watching the muscles flexing. They smell like…’ ‘Ok ok ok ok. We did race home as soon as we could.’ ‘I know you guys did.’ She paused and smiled, ‘Get thee to the shower knave.’ Then she patted my bottom as I went down the hall. I’ve only been wearing these clothes for about 8 hours, and they stank, really bad. I dropped them out the door then started shaving. A week worth of growth isn’t good enough. It would need to be two or three before it would look good. When I finished, I ran the shower and stepped in. Warm clean. It was a weak substitute for the rigors of intense depravity inside the confines of the Upper Bournemouth Saddle Club, but beggars can't be choosers in the vanilla hallways of rural society.She went into the newly-opened tea shop across from the favorite hat store that seemed to have only the newest of styles imaginable and sat down at a corner table removed from the hustle and bustle of common existence. The young lady who served her was comely enough in her bright uniform and she certainly. Though I suppose a ragout, as Swift suggests for the Irish, would be OK.”“Har-har.”“Will you phone Rosearia’s?” Evans asked.“In the morning, dear. Actually, not until eleven or so.”“If Gordy does a load and then starts the dryer and we take the Range Rover to be serviced, that’ll be good timing. Do you prefer Puma or Caltex? Those are the nearest. There’s a BP and a Coles a bit further.”“I’m not devout.”“Some folks are. Want a drink?”“No, thanks. The sun and the salt air and the food are.