I don't think it was a bad thing, just something that was always going to be relegated to conversation, rather than actually happening.It was a warm m...uggy summer evening in Downtown Detroit and Ashley and I had just booked our room at a central hotel. The idea was that we were going to bounce around from bar-to-bar in an attempt to find a sexy girl to bring back to the room. We hit up a couple of places without much luck. The girls either didn't fit the profile Ashley and I sought or we. The other individual in the shop was one of her farming family ? an old man who had retired just a few years ago. He was her mother's father and Becky called him granddad, because of his age but, as always in Oedipus Falls, relations were actually rather more complicated than that.Old Sam Shepherd ? granddad ? had his face buried in a magazine ? a dirty one she suspected.- and was looking at it intently."Come on you old bugger," Becky called cheerfully, "you're scary away the custom." A lie.. It was the high point of the locale. I had a three hundred sixty degree panoramic view of my surroundings. I noted with interest that to the west was a large encampment of men. To the north was another. All of them were in some sort of uniform. Those to the north were dressed similarly to me. So I started walking towards them.I walked down the north side of the hill. There was a small wood about five hundred yards in front of me. I found a worn track leading to it. I followed the track and as I. Anja shuddered as she thought about the thing. So far, she had preferred to pee among the bushes instead of going into the smelly cubbyhole.A gun cabinet, a sitting area with a couch set, and two reclining sofas completed the furniture, but without making the room any friendlier.###4:43 pm"Hopefully the Dutch girls will be ready to leave soon," Julia said glumly as she entered the hot office where three fans were trying to whisk the air.Liza van de Terf and Vivianne van Veenendal, two Dutch.