Ethan smiled ear to ear. "This is good news, but there is one hang up," Ethan said as he looked at the women. "One of those jobs I talked about needs ...my attention right away." They all looked at him angrily, but they understood. "I can leave three of my men here with you. They will do most of the heavy lifting, as well as make sure everything is up to code, but they will need your help to get it done." The women nodded. They already knew they would have to put in some of the work themselve,s so. She turned to Ben and said, “I’m going to make this one.” “You think?” he said. “Wanna bet something?” “Sure,” she announced with great confidence. “If I miss it, I’ll give you a BJ on the next tee box. But if I make it, you have to do me in the cart.” “I don’t see a downside for me,” he answered. “It’s a bet.” She bent down to look at her putt while Ben was busy admiring how great she looked in that position exposing her sheer white panties. She turned to him saying, “Want to give me some. “That takes a security clearance,” Agnes informed.“How do we get security clearances?” Peter asked.“I don’t know and if you don’t know then you probably can’t,” Agnes shared.“Do you know who the president of the New United States is?” John asked.“You mean the Western States?” Agnes corrected.“We have petitions to join up again from all of the other states except for Louisiana which is 100% underwater, Peter shared.“Oh, that is wonderful.” Agnes thought for a second, “I want our country back. Mark came riding by a few minutes before seven and stopped for a minute. "It looks like everyone is hitched up at least," he said. "We had people on the last wagon train I took out who had a hard time getting their mules or oxen hitched. It'll be interesting to see how things go today. I'm hoping we can make fifteen miles, but I wouldn't wager on it." Well, you're the one who knows what he's doing. We'll just follow your lead. By the way, I should kick your ass for sticking me with this Captain.