The boys madesure we were properly covered with sunscreen. They took turns rubbing it allover our exposed skin, especially our pale ass cheeks. The bo...ys talked betweenthemselves and let Cathy and I do some girl talking. (What we talked aboutwould be too much for this story and I may use it for another.) In earlyafternoon, the boys got hungry and we picked up our stuff and went to lunch. Wewent to a small burger place. The boys got seats and Cathy and I went up to thecounter to get the food (and. "Their good" I assured her "you made a good decision." After a small conversation about the operation and how she felt about them she asked me how my day had been. "Good," I had told her then proceeded to ask her about her day. "I went cloth shopping after the surgery was finished" "Yeah, I guess you will need a lot of new tops and things now" "Yes, and bras and swimsuits. It was expensive but I like shopping and I bought some lovely outfits." "You will. . everythin!" I tol' her. "Even my... privates. You tol' me not to let boys touch 'em or even get a look at 'em!" Girl, you ain't got nothin' private from no white man like Mista Gantner. You gotta un'erstan' that everythin' we got is 'cause o' him. You got a roof over yo' head, an' clothes on yo' back, an' food in yo' belly, all 'cause o' that man. He been takin' good care o' us since 'fore you was born an' he gonna keep doin' it long as we's alive. Least we can do is 'preciate that an'. He should have been stronger and resisted her, but the temptation of the flesh had been too strong for him."Thank you, Frank." Mona walked to his side and kissed his cheek."When do you think dinner will be ready?" He asked, ignoring his wife's show of affection.Mona stared at him a moment, then shook her head. "Jason's just getting the wood together. Should be at least another hour."He nodded, then walked off to the shade of a towering oak, lowering himself to the ground. There was time for a.