Karen didn’t so much as hesitate in her hasty retreat, much less respond to him. “Eh, fuck her,” Bert dismissively shrugged.He carried the rifle... over to Jeff, then helped him set their targets up. It was difficult because the log was round and uneven, and their extreme intoxication certainly didn’t make the task any easier. When they finally managed to get all five bottles to stay upright, they withdrew several yards towards the campfire.“Are you guys seriously going to do this?” Marcy asked in. I loosened one leg of the bench so that I could make it collapse if that would advance my conquest and, as a finishing touch, I jacked up the heat to encourage her to take off her sweater."Are we going to study here? In your room?" Ann looked dubiously at the study area I'd so carefully prepared."Yeah, it's the most convenient spot," I said confidently as I noted what Ann was wearing. She had on a heavy coat sweater and her skirt was a kilt that I'd had previous experience with. I liked it. He scampered after Valerie on his bare little legs into the bedroom and watched as she laid out various new outfits on the bed. There were several pairs of tights, panties, a cute little green romper, an endless number of dresses with flower petal patterns decorating them, a couple of pairs of overalls, all kinds of playsuits...plus shoes in every style he could imagine, from runners to fancy, shiny black patent leather dressy ones with a small raised heel at the back. It was a complete. Instead, he turned,grabbed his keys and hit the road. It looked like rain but he didn'tcare. All he wanted was to get the hell away from her and her incessantdemands for him to set a date. Just because she was pregnant didn't meanthey had to get married. Hell, he knew plenty of people who weren'tmarried and still had a brood of kids. Why did she have to be sostubborn?He had been driving for six hours and exhaustion was getting the betterof him. He rubbed his eyes once again, when he could.