It was just before lunch time when she was ready to receive him. He asked her what she would like. She yawned, smiled sweetly, and asked him what he w...s offering. She settled on some chicken salad and he brought it in, with their daily paper."You are a good man, Jake," she said, before devouring the paper.Mary had helped her change into another nightdress and sponged her down. She now wore the pale blue satin number, and looked scarcely less delectable. She needed escorting to the toilet, and. I checked with the Ranger to confirm I had the right spot before rearranging my parking and dropping the leveling legs.I grew up tent camping with my family, so I didn’t consider this actually ‘camping’. I like the portability of a tent and pack, though I admit a camper is more comfortable. Instead of a cooler full of food, we had our goods in the propane fridge.There was a propane stove, too, but other than morning coffee, I insisted on using the fire pit outside to grill anything we needed to. "That doesn't matter," Susan continued. "I have some news. Bill and I are going to get married."Tim sat up straight and looked at them hard for just a moment. Then he looked at his watch and said, "Oh darn. I'm supposed to be picking up Ruth right now," and ran out the door.All of them stared at the door that was swinging closed."Well, I guess we have his opinion," Bill said sadly.Mandy and Beth looked at each other before looking back at the grownups and frowning."Maybe he was just embarrassed. Not used to facial hair in my family. But it was trimmed neatly enough. Eyes. Yes, his eyes. Blue. Expressive. Yeah ... very expressive. Who was it called the eyes the window of the soul? If that was true, he had a very attractive soul. And he controlled his eyes. I don’t mind a guy looking at me, but I much prefer that he looks at my eyes when we’re talking, rather than my bosom. I mean, I’m not spectacular in the chest region, but I know there’s enough – I’m a C cup – to be interesting to any.