Attracting the attention of a local hobo he soon had the man climbing the tree to rescue some more beads. When he finished, we did give him some booze... money to thank him for the effort. Of course the band was ecstatic, watching us cavorting out there with a real, live hobo. Anyway, after the Dayton Hillbillies finished hanging from the trees, we went into the restaurant bejeweled like a conquering army (actually only about five or six of us got some beads, but we were still spectacular).. Today, Merthar, Valkorla, Teague, Harlou, and I were the hunters. Olnafot, Joulnar, Tovar, and Torget were the protectors for us. I had Dignar and Grunto as home defense today. We came out on the plateau and I called to the lioness, ‘Lisa this is Bob, can you see us?’“No Bob I cannot see you; have you just come up on the plains?”‘Yes we are about where we met the other day, when you brought me the small meal.’“Unless you hunt beyond the bison, we will not meet today. Good hunting.”I had been. I had been afraid that when we met I wouldn't feel the same towards him, and it would be awkward. I knew that wasn't going to happen now. The ice had been broken and I fancied him so much.We sat and chatted for an hour, although it seemed like five minutes. He told me about his work and separation and his twin daughters of twenty-two in the States, pointing to a slight grey streak in his hair and blaming them for that, jokingly. His eyes were piercing and hard to ignore.Occasionally, as we. I said 2 guys? Well, one of them was in his late thirties, a good looking well built man, but his companion was a young boy, looked like 18 or so, and was on apprenticeship. The older one said that if it was all right, and that he would leave the younger guy to do the inspection. And once his companion had finished up, he would call him and he would then come back to check on his work.I said that was fine and then he left, leaving me with this gorgeous young stud! I am sorry babe, but I could.