It's hard to describe how shocked I was when I realizedthat it truly was you. Then Marsha started questioning you.What did she ask? Well, first she as...ed you to describe what had gone onbetween you and her. Which you did. In detail. Then she had you confessyour other affairs, and your whoring and one-night-stand bar pickups.I stood there seething, becoming more and more enraged. No more so thanwhen Marsha's questions made it clear that while your gambling had putin in the hole, your womanizing. Where the bleeding hell had this ginger tinge come from? I studied Nettie closely. She had features that definitely came from Deanna’s family, but none that I would say pointed to my family. Now what did I make of this? You can bloody well guess what I made of it, can’t you? I wondered whether I had been taken for a ride. Back then in the sixties we didn’t have all this genetic testing that they’ve got now. But I went round to my doctor the following morning and spoke to him. He, of course,. She's especially hot, if you like your women a little thick. She has that big old butt and some really nice tits but she's got a slim waist too. If you're into that hour glass shape she's your girl. But it's more than that for you isn't it, Billy? Despite all of your protestations and your little friends with benefits bullshit, you love my sister, don't you?" Do not," we both said simultaneously, which caused him to erupt in laughter again."Alright Bill, let's get started," he said finally.. “Sergeant, are you still on the line?” I returned the phone hastily to my ear.“Yes I’m still here.”“Good news, our resistance contact in Topeka confirms that the city has a supply issue, they have processing plants standing idle. If you can give me the coordinates of your farm, they can get trucks out to you. I’ll give you the number of their office so you can talk to them yourself.”“Brilliant, that’s exactly what I had hoped, thank you.”I took down the number, then thanked the operator again.