"No", I said. "Would you like to go out for a drink"? He inquired. "No, I don't think I should", I said."Why not"? He wanted to know. " It's only one ...rink", he said. I sat and pondered for a few minutes, thinking of all the bad that's gone on in my relationship, and how I never did any wrong to that man. All the running around he did on me! I started getting pissed off and realizing that no matter what I say or do, there isn't anything I can think of that will change what once was a fantastic. We found his remains pretty quickly and the Purdy 12 bore over and under hadn't suffered so's you'd notice from the exposure. It was a magnificent shotgun and I had high hopes for other nice fowling pieces he might have in his containers. We put his stuff in the rear trailer and then built a small fire and warmed up supper.The next morning after breakfast we only had to move about thirty miles to the next and final three pallet spot. This guy either had the worst luck in the world or he was a. “I think you are seeing things. Marge might see a chance to build a criminal enterprise here. Which is the most likely scenario. There would be no reason to squeeze her. She is not involved in anything, but baking regular cookies now. Until she actually handles the stuff, there is nothing she can testify about.Even that redneck Sheriff knows that,” Tommy said.“Yeah that makes sense. She has no reason to flip and nothing to tell them if she did,” I agreed. “You are always the voice of. James pulled himself up onto his elbows and looked into my eyes. ‘I have wanted this for a long time. Let me know if I am moving to fast.’ ‘I’ve wanted this too,’ I said putting my right hand on his cheek. I gave him a deep kiss. ‘Don’t stop.’ James’ light green eyes darkened to a forest green. He moved his head down to kiss me again. Those were some of the last intelligible words that came out of our mouths. For the next couple minutes there were mostly grunts and moans as we explored each.