Was he serious about righting some of the wrong he did Mom? I certainly hoped so. I listened to the answer to my question."I had a job. The sheriff di...n't consider bigamy too serious a crime. I guess he had a girlfriend as well as a wife. You see, I did some accounting for the sheriff while I was incarcerated. Anyway, I worked for one of the church missions near the jail. The sheriff suggested to the padre that I be employed to straighten out some of the mission's finances. I thought a few. They are very strong, and I sway a bit as I get down off the barstool. She links her arm through mine, and I enjoy the warmth of her soft body close up against mine. We walk towards the elevator, arms linked, laughing, looking like regular girlfriends giggling about a shared joke. If people only knew that beneath our dresses, neither of us is wearing panties, we are both shaved, and we are headed upstairs to get busy. Once in the elevator, I lean back against the wall to steady myself. My head. ” Angie spoke up, pointing back to the area they just walked past. She seemed a little confused, not quite worried, but more disappointed that she’d miss the fun. They were walking out in the snow now. Jolene put her coat on, wondering exactly where they were going.Landon chuckled, pulling Jolene closer to him. “Ryan knows the way. Take Angie on up, Ry,” he called to his friend. “You know where the bar is in the cabin. Start making drinks.” As his friend walked ahead, Landon groped Jolene. On the grilled headboard, hand cuffs and other white ropes were hanging. Apart from the door we entered through, which was now closed, there were doors on either side for the room, both open, one leading to a bath room and the other to a kitchen. There was a settee at the bottom of the bed, with its back level with the top of the bed. Hooks and pulleys hung from the ceiling and some in the walls.They both stood and looked at me; Mistress Bea said.“Let’s see what we have got to work with”. Bea.