Other trees have been uncovered in the eruption that must have been killed by earlier ones requiring wagons to weave their way through a maze of falle... trees and bogs that would trap any unwary wagon driver. Many of the uncovered trees are monsters, bigger than two men could put their arms around. The boys and cattle should be all right since most cattle have more sense than to enter a bog willingly. We are beginning to catch glimpses of the Willamette Valley as we pass openings in the. All together we are going to have about 20 people there, we also invite a kinky gay caterer that we know, he’s bringing all the food, Friday morning shows up and we start getting ready, Greg shows up with all the food and some of his kinky servants, Billie’s horse farmer shows up, he brings a couple mares and a stallion, my biker buds bring tents, bedding, porta john, porta shower.All the other people start coming in about med afternoon, me and Billie supply all the drinks and of. "Please call me John." Kevin Riordan, and I'm Kevin to my friends and acquaintances." Any baggage to collect?" I asked."Nope, it's all in here," he said, lifting a single grip bag. "I prefer to travel light."We walked to the short-term parking lot and he stopped cold when he saw my Buick sitting before him."Where the hell did you get this?" he said, walking around the big red machine in obvious awe."It was a gift from a very special lady whom you'll meet this weekend. It was her late husband's. I figured if she wasn't messing around, why should I? "I'm glad you liked my story so much. Even more so that you decided to meet me. But where do we go from here?"She leaned into me, pressing her body up against mine. She whispered into my ear, "How about you take me somewhere." Just those few words had aroused me in a way I hadn't expected, and that tight bulge in my pants suddenly showed up again. All I could do at this point was agree."My car's right outside," I said. "Let's figure out.