So I dressed warm and timed it.Shitty doesn't come close. Lake Effect Blizzard. Two feet additional on the ground over the top of six inches of ice ...... and getting deeper with no end in sight. At least the Doctors house is abandoned. I had no trouble getting to 1967, picking up the money, and getting back to the house. I thought I might freeze to death depressing the stem. Exposing my wrist was a chiller. I stashed the duffle bag full of 'little' money ... you know fives, tens and twenties. It had been a very sophisticated plot in which government reported numbers were fudged one way, then fudged in a different way, and then corrected after all of the transactions had been performed. The farmers lost money on the sale and the consumers paid too much money on the purchase, but the middlemen made out like bandits.Claudia said, “It had to be someone smart. I mean, he had to show how some of the crop report numbers got double counted, then under counted, and then correctly counted. Relax for me."I tried.He pushed in another inch.No rip.He held there, letting my body adjust.I squeezed around him, and he groaned."You're so beautiful, Marcy. So perfect. So fucking, incredibly tight."He slid in a tiny bit more, and I felt a soft giving, a total opening, an acceptance.I looked at him in wonder.He pushed slowly, more, and then he was completely inside of me. I was filled with a feeling of strange fullness. It felt good. Weird, but good."There was no rip," I said,. I said, "Stop, Mr. Wagner. This isn't going to help. You can beat up my brother but it isn't going to change anything. Crystal will still be pregnant. Let's sit down and talk about this calmly. Crystal and Andy need our help, not our abuse."Mrs. Wagner and I backed Mr. Wagner up until he sat back down in his chair. He sat quietly for a half a minute while Mrs. Wagner and I stood over him. Finally he said, "You're right. We need to deal with this problem. It just that when I think about this ....