"Well, I certainly hope that you're the same God the preacher talks about all the time," Grandpa Jones said just as sharply."I'm sure that I am," God ...aid, relaxing slightly."Good, 'cause there's some things I've been wanting to talk to you about," Grandpa Jones announced grimly."Mr. Jones," God began."I told you Sonny," Grandpa Jones said warningly. "It's Grandpa Jones or Sir." Ssss ... um ... Grandpa Jones," God choked out. "You were brought here for a specific reason. We must get to the. "Why don't you check with your wife before we make any solid plans. I wouldn't want to commit..." I'll do that Sheriff, but my wives ... uh, my wife is probably way ahead of us."Tate grinned at him. "Now, I'm pretty certain that you're damn sure smart enough to not make a slip like that, and the answer is that my wife knows how to keep her mouth shut. And as long as you're only legally married to one of them — which, I'm not going to check, well, I couldn't care less. And besides that, it's. I got the message loud and clear and bowed, leaving with my rod ready to burst. Its one thing to see a beautiful woman you can’t have but to see her naked, wash and then massage her juicy flesh is murder. I had made one mistake and she cut me off or I assume she did, maybe it wasn’t her night anyway. Fortunately there was an interesting science program on PBS and I got my mind off her flesh for a while. That was a tough night most of it spend with a hard on and not much sleep. Up until. But Erin spent most of her time driving with one hand on the wheel and the other hand between her legs. She was always grunting and groaning. I hardly got any more than a catnap. I think the worst part of our road trip was when she brought me into a motel room in El Paso while she had a day of sex with one of her xhamster girlfriends. Listening to those girls moaning and screaming was like hearing nails across a chalkboard. I sure didn't get any sleep that day.But the straw that broke this.