It's not often I allow ANYTHING with alcohol on my site. Don't make me sorry I did." Of course, there'll probably be the usual donuts and rolls for ya...in the mornin ta go with your coffee. Carol was too busy makin' cornbread. The kind ya'll went hog-wild over a few days ago. Cathy and her sister, and Mom are makin' a big pot of the stew ya liked. I don't remember her sister, HER name is Barbara, coming out here before. Think of a totally mouth watering blonde bombshell. THEN make it sweet,. “Master, as much as I love being with you, I would like for you to accept the offer. At least if it is reasonable, and the clauses he promised me he would add are in there.”“If course my dear, would you like to come down to the office tomorrow morning to look it over?” I asked her, “Or I could bring a copy up at lunch time.”“No Master, the clauses were simple. He promised he would let me have children, and if I were not pregnant within two years, I would have the right to return to you. There. While the white folks moved up to the house, Tom sat on the porch and watched the slaves descend on the party area. He saw old Millie standing guard on the steer and the tables. Tom noticed that all of the children got a pass at the table, and then some of the young teens got to work on what was left. Nana had a steady stream of hot bread heading out to the table.Tom noticed a few makeshift musical instruments come out and they started to play. Tom watched as it turned into a party again. They. And we weren't even on this world's Interstates yet.Given that it looked like late morning here at best, I could see we were in for a good long drive today.The first thing I have to say about Sally's driving is that she makes me look like an old fuddy-duddy. This is a fast car who has lived in the fast lane. She loves to run and show off her best features.Oh, she asked me a couple times if I minded her driving, and of course I said, "Go for it!" each time. What else could I say,.