I didn't confront Lynn about this because I did not want her to know about my recordings and access to her accounts from her computer. The day before...Thanksgiving Sara came over to the house (they had worked out their issue I guess) and Sara was to have Thanksgiving dinner with us. Lynn and Sara had gone to the store and Sara had signed onto facebook from Lynn's computer and had forgotten to sign off when they went to the grocery store. I opened up her messages and read so much stuff about. "What the fuck do we have here?" i then asked cheekily."Jimmy!" cried my uncle glaring at me.Then quickly he pulled himself free from Sandra, grabbed his trousers and yanked them up, and as he fastened them tight around his chunky waist he stepped out of the cupboard towards me."What the fuck do you want?" he asked angrily."Well..." i replied, before glancing around him and catching a quick glimpse of Sandra's little trimmed blonde bush between her legs, before she quickly pulled up her. If I’m out working as a guide for someone I’ll put up a note. If you don’t see a note just ring the bell on the front porch and have a seat, I’ll be there as soon as I can. Here’s your key. It’s cabin number two. Cabin two has the best view of any of the cabins. Enjoy!’ ‘Thanks. Is there a phone here, how about cell phone service?’ ‘No phone or cell phone service… too remote. But we do have a radio that we use in emergencies or to order supplies. You can make a phone call through the radio most. "You know, it's as if I found a sister I never knew I had. I really enjoyed being with her, maybe for the first time in my life." Did you mention the job opening to her?" I did. I told her the people were good friends of ours; that we could vouch that they'd be good employers. Patricia spent a long time reading the ad. It really does cover her areas of expertise. If I had to guess, I think she'll do the interview, and then talk it over with the parents once she gets back to Illinois." Well,.