Abe knew their mindset. He knew when there was a ‘no way’ is another man going to touch my wife mentality and he knew when a man was susceptible t...o being cuckolded. Tim lay in the latter category. We had already decided when we would make our push but Abe also suggested leaving it until the last minute before we told Tim. On the day before we had spent the whole afternoon in bed together. We had fucked and talked; screwed and made plans; made love and plotted. It was a just a case guiding Tim. “It’s called High Falls Creek. We’ll walk up a ways, but be careful. Don’t lean over the edge, people have died that way.” She got dizzy halfway up, and they went back down. “God, this is gorgeous,” she said. Mike pulled some bottles of water and power bars out of his bag. He laid a blanket on the ground and they rested a while. Melissa looked at him as he got the stuff out. He was older; maybe thirty two or three. He had long, blond hair and colorful tattoos. He was tall and thin and wore. "Stephens resisted the urge to vomit and gathering his bag of filthy rusting surgical instruments he set to work on the rough table top, the splintering of bone was minimal so he was able to make a reasonably neat job, not the sort the Cecil Rhodes Memorial Hospital where he trained would have considered good but this was in Mugabe's wonderland.Stephens stood aside. "Sorry Sir, It's the best I can do, the light is poor." Come, come Mr Stephens, you cannot expect to achieve perfection on. I didn’t want to wake you up. You both looked so peaceful and beautiful that I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Keep your brother safe. Remember NO wild parties. Dad James quickly scanned the note and went back up into his bedroom to sleep some more. He got into the bed and laid right next to Aspen and he fell asleep spooning him. Both boys woke up to the sounds of birds chirping. Aspen stretched out and wrapped his arms around his brother while James did the same to him. They shared a.