I wasn’t about to try and entertain a bunch of couples alone. Fat chance.“I know, I know…” he groaned. He had been smart to call me at work... I worked in a cubical, so I couldn’t close a door and voice my displeasure. “But Ron wants me to close two deals and is having me meet with two clients, doing the wine and dine thing. He’s giving me the whole of next week off to compensate me for it, so we can take a mini-vacation, but I gotta’ do this, babe.”My eyes narrowed. Then I simply shared. An ape monstrosity.He sat up and started to fumble around for his rifle ... This was him in action finally. Even through his shaky nerves, one strand of coherent thought invaded his consciousness as it said “move” He glanced around and saw he was out on the open. No rocks or cover to be found. Just an empty tunnel.Colorless, faceless rock was all around him, the light provided by his suit and gun weren’t enough for him to see everything, still he felt unnerved by dancing shadows, however that. Still, the loss of fifty head of cattle from their staked out location on Devil’s Pass Creek was enough to garner his attention to finding them before other rustlers started to think there was no law in his bailiwick and moved in to fleece the farmers and the ranchers of their walking assets in the dead of the night.Both he and Henrietta had a set routine that always started with a “down on her knees” position that robbed the church going woman of her middle-aged reputation for upstanding moral. .but freaky? I don’t think so. Anybody heard anything bad about her?”The answer to that was, “She’s got three kids.”“They running wild?” Hopeful...not a complaint. Wild kids need control.“Hell no. The damn girl is a freakin’ genius. She was down at Bozeman...college at 16. The oldest boy stayed in Wyoming.”“How about the one at home? Pot smoker? Drinker?”“Skate board and snowboard.”“Well...that’s disreputable enough. Ought to be a law.” He was a skier.“So...we’re in agreement? She needs a.