Quite often I would have to travel back to base late at night, my route took me through Harrow on the hill past the Grove open space and i would often... see people sat on a bench alongside one of the paths. I had good idea what they were doing there and one night I decided to take a chance. I parked up and looked around, there was one guy sat on a bench. I wandered up the path and sat down on the bench, mumbled a quick “evening mate" and got out a cigarette then realised i did not have a light.. Unknown to her, Marcia was the model we would use on most of the Cote d'azur beaches. Mothers, grand mothers even grand fathers were our 'watchers'. A small stipend was paid and a sort of reward if any lead or tip about a suspicious person or group was made. Sure, we had many false alarms, but the value from a legitimate one far outweighed any problems. S E France was no longer the paradise the slavers had been used to.This did not solve my problems with the girls. Both moved in with Marcia.. ”She interrupted, “No shit! You are my second then and pretty damn good for a beginner. Can you stick around after dinner and stick it in me again?” That was accompanied by a sexy hug in her light bathrobe. He was wearing one of her late husband’s she hadn’t given away. He nodded and they had some damn good leftovers. His own cooking was sustaining but not very tasty.It was late by the time they finished fucking so she urged him to stay over and he spent his first night in bed with a woman. The. The door was a little narrow, so they couldn't both get out together, but they were close enough. They followed the rest of the plan and made it safely to the trees on the north side of the train. The raiders probably figured that they were running away, since they did not pay them any more attention once the two Rangers had reached the trees. They stopped to rest and catch their breath; running in cowboy boots is hard work!They decided to stay together, since they didn't want to chance.