It was in many respects similar to this building, onlymore modest in scale."Wait here for a sec," Kenny told us. "I'll go get her." Half running,he ro...nded the corner towards the living room and disappeared fromview. We could hear him calling her from the other side of the house."Is it my imagination," Scott mused in a subdued voice, "or has thedude dyed his hair? It never used to be that dark before." Could be," Charlie commented. "I noticed the same thing." How gay of him," Jake added, not as. "On that note I have warned both The Sergeant Major and The Post Commandant that you are not to be disturbed." Martin said."I see, I suppose they told everyone else?" I asked."The have indeed." he said. "So you can go check out your truck. I will send someone for you when we begin serving dinner."I nodded and moved to the back of the truck. The men had repacked the crates. One of the crates the right size to hold whatever the Swamp had been looking for had not contained it but had contained. Mouths change angle quickly, tongues seeking succour only the other can give. We break apart. ‘I’ll be back soon, darlin’.’ He turns to the door and opens it, picks up his worn duffel bag and strides out to his dusty pick-up. Boots clatter down the walk. I watch him open the door to the truck and throw his duffel in the passenger seat. He shuts the door and walks around to the driver’s door. Opening the door, he looks up one final time and sends a wink my way along with a very wicked grin.. She lost her balance; she grabbed at the Scarecrow to keep from falling on her face.Her hand felt something hard; she noticed that her hand was over the Scarecrow's groin."Ooooh," she whispered. "Is this a corncob in your pants, or are you happy to see me?"The Scarecrow grimaced. "It's a corncob, actually," he said with a pained voice. "Just get me down from here." Down?" Dorothy smiled. "You want to go down?" Gladly," the Scarecrow winked. "Just bend the nail, would you?"Dorothy reached up.