What the fuck was Shanna doing back here so soon?The message, relayed by flag from the city, had been not just unexpected, but baffling. Instead of co...ing directly to Fredrick, Shanna had sailed to Visvang, sent a rider (Piotr, of all people) all the way to Nowy Warsaw, where a cryptic communication was sent to the mainland, telling him to get his ass to the Frog village as soon as possible. Something had happened. Something was STILL happening. Something secret.That was never good.Shanna was. She was beckoning him over! He got up and within a couple of strides was beside my wife. And boy were those white speedo's tight on him! Julie wriggled and little as she slowly slipped her swimsuits shoulder straps off, the black ribbons across her back loosening. He knealt down beside her, he's thigh's slayed out, he's groin no more than 2 feet from Julie's face.She held up our sun lotion bottle, and waved it playfully at him, they were talking again, more flirting. He took the bottle, tipped. His Office Manager, a lady of 29, was there waiting for him. She was a bit overweight, but still attractive. She was divorced and had 2 k**s. One was 6, and the other was almost 4. She never talked about her ex-husband, or their divorce, but occupied her time with music, and the pair of "nuts" she was raising. She ALWAYS had new stories about them, and the mischief they got into. Every evening that the weather allowed, she took them to a park near their home, and played with them. She was. Both of them went over and kissed her on the cheeks, and told her "Good Morning!!!" Floyd came in a second later, and received the same treatment, except where Susan kissed his cheek, Gloria kissed his lips. "THANK YOU!!! You really are as good as I was told. Even BETTER!!!"They ate breakfast, and packed their lunches, and went to the yard. Randall, the Lead Pipe Fitter, was supposed to be driving, but he had woke up sick, yesterday morning, and had vomited. His wife had called him in , sick,.