"Heidi, I'm sorry, I made a mistake when I called you. I'll only look at properties in Nevada. California's taxes are simply too high. If I wanted a b...ilding in San Francisco, then I'd be stuck with those taxes. I bet we aren't a mile from the state line, so I do have choices." I understand. I went to school in California. I have two on my list, but one is the most expensive on the lake." Let's look at that one first."As we drove onto the property, the hair on the back of my neck started to. Carol wasn't upset. She was proud."Why?" For the same reason Marilyn and I decided to keep our affairs secret from our husbands. For the excitement, the thrill, the raw, visceral stimulation of being a secret slut." Carol was aroused, with a wild, wanton look in her eyes. Marilyn was quiet as a church mouse as she took in every nuance of the conversation."You liked that?" Yes," Carol hissed."You like being a secret slut?" Yes," she said proudly. She was challenging me. Her back was slightly. "I've been given my instructions, Nan. I know my duty. I'm sure you'll be around long after you're able to bounce the youngest on your knee." That's my boy! I know you two will make some beautiful babies."The car had been stored properly and it only took a few hours to refill the fluids, re-inflate the tires, recharge the battery, and vacuum the last of the dust off. When I looked over the list of modifications, I saw that the electrics had been upgraded to twelve volt from six, the brakes. . ! Please, can you forgive me? ... and I know I have some real work to do to get you back completely and I am prepared to do whatever you want me to do. Even ... fuck, I don't even want to say it ... even if it means giving you up and not fighting your divorce terms. You decide. You're in the driver's seat. Tell me. Want me dead? Just say the word and I'll eat my revolver."Ruth reflected for a bit and then said coolly, "I want you dead. But, please do it somewhere where I won't have to clean.