Why they’d conspired to drive the sodbusters out.Building lots, maybe an acre each, were partitioned out. Red ribbons tied to the pointed stakes and...tied to the strings that joined them to form little rectangular plots.I was talking, mostly to myself, “Housing. Dozens of lots.”Cayuse pointed off to the west. Different sized areas. I said, “Stores. Bars, hotels, another fucking town.”And they’d own it, Ollie and Goodwin. And Mosby would sell them the lumber.“Mr. Murdock.”“Mrs. Robinson.”“You. “Are those real?” she asked about all the diamonds on the necklace.“Every single one is flawless,” Jan said proudly.I noticed that the eyes of every other student having their pre-prom dinner here were riveted on Cammie as I fastened the necklace.I have to admit, Cammie definitely was not shy or quiet. She spent most of dinner talking to my wives and me. She asked about what I was doing and what my wives were doing. She also told about her high school years.I had a feeling that my wives had. I jumped, as it had surprised me, and I made my way to my bay-window and was immediately confronted by my postman.The bay-window had three sides and I had forgotten to draw the blind on the one facing my front door, and as I reached the window, I was in full view of this poor guy, who just stared with his mouth open, looking my naked form up and down, and paying attention to my vibrating dildo, which was still going strong, in my hand.We were both in shock, I was caught red-handed as they say,. Tony suggested that he could give her a lift home or, if she preferred, Tony could get a rope out and tow her to her home. That way she wouldn’t have to get into a stranger’s car. The tow home was gratefully excepted and Tony got a length of rope out, and prepared to attach it to the towing eye on the front of her car. She got out of her car and asked if she could hold the torch for him. As Tony handed it to her, their hands touched and something very strange happened. Tony can only say it was.