Sean came out of his office at the sound of the laughter."Ok Harry, what have you stirred up now?" Hell, I don't know what these idiots are laughing a...." Ok Harry, come into my office so these two clowns can get back to work. They look for any reason to keep from doing their duties. It's all I can do to keep them in here long enough to do their paperwork as it is."I smiled at the two of them and then followed Sean into his office. It was private, but smaller than I expected. He motioned me to. She was travelling alone.She was done putting her bag in the cabin and boy, was I going to miss that sight of those armpits? No. Never! We were anyway going to part ways in a few hours, let her think whatever she want to about me!She was of dusky complexion, she was slim, her arms well-toned and the pits with a tad darker shade with no sign of any hair, here of there, whatsoever. I was delighted! Not only I finally had a female companion to ogle at for the next few hours, but maybe more if I. She is my wife, and must have a full input into any such arrangement. Agreed?"She looked up with a small smile. "Agreed. I greatly admire Enid."They returned to Tom's office, where he had work to get dealt with. Jeannette thought she could work on her planning for the book publishing venture in his office. Tom's work would not distract her. Once she got absorbed in composing a document, she was able to shut out all the noise and bustle around her. As she worked on, she remembered that she. Yuh know how cow plop smells in Spring when the grass in new an’ all them cows got the runnys. Ugh! It’s gross. I’m tellin yuh cuz I know. Well, anyway, Jimmie takes this big stick, see, and he dips the end into this big nasty cow plop. Then he stirs it up a little so it stinks real good like an’ he pushes it right up under my nose. Well I ain’t a gonna act askeerd a nuthin’ `round those big guys. They’d call me chicken till dang nigh Christmas time. I just hit up on that stick with my hand,.