Unfortunately a few months later my wife decided to get away from me too so now I had a house in the UK and one in Donegal, two grown up children who ...regarded anywhere not London as nowhere, a wife who preferred her Samba teacher and an old BSA A50 motorbike that didn’t go. I work from home a lot, and working from home, from Donegal was ideal sometimes.There was a knock at the door. Standing there was the most beautiful dark haired woman with an Irish Wolfhound for company.“Can I use you phone?. "Have you ever thought about having sex in the bush?", I said.She paused for a minute. "Where would we go?" she said."There's plenty of bush along this road, we could pull off somewhere and make a little love nest for us", I replied."I'm feeling really horny now", she said. "Let's do it".I turned off the main road onto a gravel road, which went up alongside some paddocks. At the end of the paddock was a grove of she-oak trees and an access track. I turned onto the track, pulled up the car and. It wasn’t something huge to hide behind, it was something to use to parry a sword with. Or maybe block an arrow with. A crossbow bolt? At any rate, it had to be easier to use than a saddle.We’d also looked at crossbows. I knew I wanted at least one of those, as it would be a long time before I was any good at a regular bow. Jim said that regular bows were better, since they had longer range and were much quicker to fire, but he agreed that they also took far more skill to use well. At short. There was a good minute of silence before Logan started laughing. ‘I can’t believe I did that. Nothing has ever felt so good in my life.’ She looked over and saw torment and embarrassment on Will’s face. ‘Yeah,’ he said, barely audible and without looking up, ‘Good job.’ ‘Will, I never would have said any of that stuff or done anything like that if it wasn’t for you- you gave me the strength to do that.’ ‘No,’ he said, looking at her, ‘You could have done it all along. I was just the scapegoat.