It was March 4th 1974. Several of Blake’s employees and friends of the family were in attendance to witness the event: a group of eleven souls in al.... The dancing and partying went on until the wee smalls, well, 1:00 a.m.“Kevin, thanks for being my best man,” said Blake.“It was an honor, boss,” said Kevin Hardy, smiling broadly.“You will be in charge at the office while my wife and I are on our honeymoon,” said Blake.“Got it covered,” said Kevin. “Millie and I have your back. We’ll call if. I supposed I'd better be getting along, then, and back to my room. I wish you all a good night, and I thank you for the fine dinner, and the company!" We enjoyed it too, Wilbur," Tess said. "It's strictly up to you, but if you've an interest in following the rounds tomorrow, we can provide you with our starting times, and with a pass for the grounds." I'd appreciate that greatly, mum. And if you'll be needing me, for driving, later, I'll be right here, in my rooms, after. And you have the. Adams, that you may have lost control.”Bertrand Adams had never met Augustus Atwood, Chairman and CEO of Alpine-Colorado Corporation. He had never been invited to Atwood’s offices. His only contact had been a distant meeting with a second-level assistant, and a telephone confirmation of his engagement for the Virginian Ridge project. He felt a cold rivulet of sweat running down his back. His hand shook; he squeezed his telephone handset so intently that his stubby fingers turned white at their. I was a trim and fit 45 years and Marge still had the body of the voluptuous Librarian that she’d always had. At 42, she still attracted glances and wolf whistles from the young bucks in town. With her long dark hair, hazel eyes and full lips, she could still hold her own and when she strode out on her long, slim legs sashaying her wide hips and 38C breasts down Main Street…everyone noticed!We had just allowed ourselves to be lulled into middle aged mediocrity and sex hadn’t.