Tired and fighting depression at the thought of having to dry meat for the rest of his life, he reviewed the articles that gave instructions on how to... tell when jerky had dried enough. One described how it could be reconstituted by soaking it in boiling water. Now if he had something to go with it, he could produce a stew come winter – if his meat was actually preserved, and if he could find some vegetables to go in the pot with it.He cautiously went down to the stream to wash his hands and. I thanked God that my girls weren't like that-- or if they were, they were much better at keeping it from me. And hopefully always would be.Meanwhile, however, my own lack of a sex life was starting to drag me down a little, or at least add an extra dimension of melancholy to my already lonely holiday season. And I decided it was time to do something about it. Vicki was single, friendly, and over time I'd found her more and more attractive, not in the blatantly sexual way that Serena was, of. "That is very naughty of you." Brian," she warned. I could see she was flushed. "We didn't know you were going to do ... that!" Oh. But you knew we'd be doing something, didn't you, Mommy," Jennifer giggled."Don't you dare ... tell Nona," Anna whispered. This time, I thought, I needed to have a little talk with my mom.Rhonda and Sam got home about four and both ran to greet and kiss me. Samantha plastered herself to me and tried to crawl down my throat tongue-first. Another couple minutes and. . although considering her experience the previous night, I would be surprised if she ever returned.When Devlin eventually left, the blond shuffled out after him, and for the first time I noticed he was limping.I mean, considering I literally stabbed him to death the previous night, just ending up with a limp was pretty impressive ... but I suspected that the limp had nothing to do with me and everything to do with Devlin.As the last few patrons left, I realized that I still hadn’t seen Marty.