. they finally slept.The next day, she went to the general store and bought several sets of sheets, blankets and new pillows.Jack called the Jeep deal...er."Jeep." said the receptionist, "How may I direct your call?" The owner, please." Who may I say is calling?" John Flintkote," said Jack."One moment please." Arthur Carlbury. What can I do for you, Mr. Flintkote?" Mr. Carlbury..." Art, please." Only if you call me Jack." Certainly. What can I do for you, Jack?" Art, this might be way out of line,. "Alex got really worried, "Well is it wrong am I gonna get in trouble for doing it?"I had to reassure him, "No it's not wrong as long as the other person is ok with it and you don't tell anybody about it besides the people that are here now it's one of those things that has to stay a secret between us three big boys." Oh ok I won't tell anybody about this game because I liked it and want to play again sometime." See that's the good thing because this is just the beginning of all the games like. This time his search didn't return very much of value other than a clue from an old song – Highland Justice: Call of the Claymore/Assize of the Gregorach. It seemed that 'Gregorach' was a collective term for the members of the McGregor clan.Intrigued by this, Donnie searched for 'wikipedia and clan McGregor' This time he found a lot of information, including the fact that the McGregor's claimed to be direct descendents from Kenneth mac Alpin, the very first King of Scots. Indeed, the clan motto. Mark seemed to appear at her side with a box, crudely gift-wrapped but obviously well-intentioned. He opened it for her while she watched in the dim light, and she sighed in excitement when she saw that it was a full-length, hot pink lace gown, made of the sheerest nylon fabric she had ever seen."The boys thought you'd like it," he explained with a smile, and Natalie laughed happily as she sat up and pulled it on as a flimsy disguise for her nakedness. An audible gasp of appreciation went up.