This time he had a much longer view and a far better viewing point so he was fully able to appreciate what he was seeing. Whist he was no great equest...ian he was a country lad and knew enough about harnesses to see that the younger woman was acting as a pony, pulling a buggy, no better still, a pony cart, which, now he had more time to look at it, was a bit like the sulkies that Americans use in horse racing. As they got closer Dave could see that the ‘pony’ was sweating freely, the day was. ‘Please tell me that Josephine did not disturb your morning over much?’ She seemed concerned as she asked the question. ‘Ask Alex. He is the one that had to answer the door.’ ‘Yes, he told me all about it when he called this morning. You are both saints in my book,’ she said reaching over and patting Samantha gently on the arm. ‘Now, tell me all about the meeting you had at de Ville. Were they as horrible towards you as they are to most Americans they don’t know?’ ‘Worse I think. Between my. “It’s too long a story to go into in the middle of Safeway.”“I see. Well, if you ever feel like talking about her, I’m more than happy.”We chatted for a couple of minutes, discussing the odd palates of young girls, Alia laughing at Sia’s newly discerning sense of smell, and said goodbye. But, as I moved away, she called to me.“Philip? Would you like to grab dinner together and chat?” She looked pensive.“I’d love to. When?”“How about Friday night?”“Done.”Shopping was a tad mindless. I wondered. The big joke in the hall was that Bonnie had more balls sunk in her than all the other pockets in the hall combined.After a joint, six beers, and 20 minutes fucking Bonnie doggy style with her bent over cartons of toilet paper and boxes of paper towels in the storage room, George was sufficiently blasted and fucked out to stagger home and crash. At least he had the sense to leave the Nomad at home and walk to the bar. Cory’s text woke him. Still loaded, he stumbled to the bathroom, splashed.