She and Brad joked back and forthand the evening was off to a good start. There were only about 30 peoplein the dining area so we got fast service and... the food was better thanmost bar food. By the time we were finished with our meal there were 20or 30 more people in the restaurant and at the bar. A few of them lookedlike drag queens but most of the people dressed as women looked likereal women and we made a game of guessing which were generic women andwhich weren't. I guess some of them were. So I was sad. I just kept sleeping till noon when I got a text from poorva, asking, what was I doing last nite.. I said I was just talking to a friend ..She told me that she too was talking to a friend..we had some normal talks, then I asked her..what if I had written something else than goodnight..she wanted to know what else could I have written.. I said anything ranging from a simple word to a naughty one. She didn’t reply..Later she texted, and asked, did I find her attractive..? I said. He took me on a lengthy tour of the property and I was surprised at how big the ranch actually was. A few of the fields were lying fallow as my uncle just couldn't afford to work them. There were a few rolling hills on the property and from one, we could see Brett and Tyler working on a portion of fence. Or they were supposed to be working anyways. They hadn't seen us at first and were just sitting on a couple of big rocks talking to each other. Brett noticed us and after a quick word to Ty,. " Yeah, it was weird. You just woke up, told those two to get out and gave me a very cryptic SitRep (situation report), including some of your 'guesses.' I just thought it was the medication talking." But I don't make guesses," said Mr. Griggs, frowning."We know. But in this case, it looks like they might pan out. I would lay money that Ms. Brisard is an honest-to-God spy for a radical French group. They don't know we have cracked their communications. We know someone in her building is sending.