I pace a lot. It helps me think. It lets me burn off excess energy. Often, it keeps me from screaming. I paced in circles, then back and forth, eventu...lly along a path. When I almost paced into a horse's ass, I decided I'd gone far enough. An Amish boy, about twelve, stopped pitching hay to the horse so he could stare at me. It was ridiculous. I was being ridiculous. At the wrong end of a cart horse, I finally got a grip. Thank heaven I never started laughing, because Mother Mary only knows. "So, Carl, do you really have a mission for us, or was it all about finding a way to get back in our panties?" Colleen, Beth Ann, Rebecca, and Regina were reclining on the bed, naked, and soaked from our exertions. The only thing that would have made it more fun would be if Winnie was there with us, but she was happily married (to the observant eye) to Jack, and NOT available for any extra-ordinary exertions with us. They'd left the children with their nannies and lots of guards, and flown the. More

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