??Bullshit,? the woman said. ?It would barely sting. Look how light the tails are. Go ahead. Hit my back. I’ll show you.??Really?? the man with the ...logger said.?Yeah. Really. Here. I’ll show you. Unzip me and I’ll hold my dress out of the way.?There was the sound of a zipper sliding down. ?Go ahead. Hit me.? A few seconds later, the swish of the cat was followed by a shriek that almost broke Lori’s eardrums. ?Fucking Hell!? the woman screamed. ?What the hell is that? Jesus Christ that hurts.. Sunday morning we talked but when we called twice Sunday night, there was no answer but it was too late to head home because it was already getting dark. We were up at first light and tried the phone again with the same results. Saddling the horses we set out as fast as we could. I figured with going straight it was only about a 12 to15-mile trip but it would be rougher for the first part of the trip down the mountain. We left the camping equipment and the packhorse behind.During the ride back. Johnson and lets us know when she leaves her desk. Then someone watches the hall to the restrooms and gives us some sort of signal when she's coming back. We post someone else to watch for anyone else in the library coming into the rotunda, and a third to watch for new people coming in."There was a nodding of heads."I'll keep an eye on Ms. Johnson, then. She's used to me hanging around."Melissa sat alone in the living room. The TV was off. Utensils clattered in the kitchen as her father made. We are elated you apparently found a purpose in your life.” He removed his finger from under his son’s chin and grabbed both of his son’s shoulders. “I, for one, am happy not only about your new addiction to physical fitness,” he smiled to show the mirth behind the meaning, “but also in your interest in expanding your intellect. I swear I was almost as happy about your daily visits to the library, and taking your sister with you; than I was about your working out, and getting ready for.