You told me that your only plans were to sit at your computer with a bottle of wine and to chat to me! Sounds good to me I thought! We chatted for an ...our or so with our conversation getting more personal and intimate as time went on. The alcohol had made us both a bit tipsy, and it wasn't long before we were both sharing many of our own wildest fantasies!. You were so much wishing that we could just meet right now, but you knew that was impossible because of the distance. I sat in my room. "Mom," Jessica responded when Carla answered."Yeah, Baby," Carla said, her body tensing, "What's wrong? I can barely understand you. The phone is breaking up. Where are you?" ... back pasture ... creek ... ttle out." How many?" Carla asked, having totally missed that part. But she had to ask again before Jessica could understand her question."All ... pasture," came the broken response."All in that pasture?" Carla repeated, beginning to really worry since there were more than fifty older. "I've been thinking about what you said about attacking my Father's image. You're bad for his image in his mind. It's a shame, because he could do a lot worse." I hope that's not meant to be a compliment." We're talking about his view. You know I think you're not bad at all."Anyway, I was thinking he could do a lot worse. I could come home with a Goth boyfriend. I could come back with tattoos." Please don't," said Jeff."I'm just talking about possibilities. I have no intention of marring this. Or, as Jesse and her new friend Melissa agreed they were moving from fun towards boredom, from excitement to dull, dull, dull. The train continued east for two days and then stopped overnight once more. Here they were in a proper town, with proper shops and several hotels. The two groups found themselves at the same hotel looking for rooms and, to save looking for the extra room needed, it was agreed Melissa and Jesse could share.The family were pleased that Marie and Cavendish at least seemed.