A quick count shows seven one hundred and twenty-five millimetre cushions per frame for sixty-three of them while only sixty were ordered. Bob ducks o...t again. He’s soon back carrying three half metre wide mesh tops he places on the frames and he locks them into place. The whole thing is installed and ready to go by the time the drink machines are loaded with drinks. The frames are made of chromed steel mesh in hand sized squares with a slot at the centre front of each bin. It all looks real. I came upon an old shack and I needed to pee. As I walked up to the shack about to kneel down to pee a couple of black boys came out. The shack was some kind of hang out for them. They invited me in. Once inside the place was nice, one room and clean. There was two more boys for a total of four. They were in their mid teens and very nice. They offered me a drink and a snack. I told them I needed a bathroom and they said for me to go out back which I did and then came back in. The drink they. They spread the ground sheet under the car, sliding it in as far as possible. "OK, darlin', here's where we get a little dirty." Dean's grin was crooked and his eyes sparkled with mischief. "You're smaller, you get to go underneath."If he was expecting a complaint, he was disappointed. Callie quickly shuffled under the car with a screwdriver to undo the clamps holding the ruined hose in place."If you're just gonna stand there and look pretty, at least you could try and be useful," her voice was. It was Jill, they were about half an hour away and she wondered if I might be able to provide some kind of breakfast. I assured her that food of some sort would be available. I had some cereal and made coffee. I was sitting on the front steps with a cup of coffee when an old Volvo came up the drive, parked, and disgorged three people. It took me a moment to recognize Jill. Her hair was a pale white blonde, the colors she wore would make a peacock hide in shame. She introduced Lisa and.