"Since I had left the pickup at the grass airstrip, she would have known nothing of if theft. In which case her report would have to be on the real es...tate ventures."Sure but I need to do one thing first. I'll be back before the coffee is finished," With that said I walked back to the gun vault. It was just a huge walk in closet on the floor plans, but it did have room for my weapons collection and even room for the three blue plastic barrels stacked in the corner. Best of all it had a heavy. " He begins pulling me down the hallway, my scalp searing with pain, to what I know is his bedroom on the right. I flip onto my back as he drags me, literally kicking and screaming, and I try to pry his fingers from their grip, driving my nails into his strong hands. The pain is overwhelming and tears begin to form in my eyes , but I register that we're finally in the familiar room. Instead of the light carpet like in most of the house, he has a dark brown wooden floor. Everything else in room. The room was bathed in candle light, petals adorned the two massage tables and faint, soothing music filled the air. It was a truly romantic setting. We were greeted by our massage therapists and engaged in pleasantries. Both of the masseuses were slim and attractive, I’d say one was mid twenties and the other early thirties. They asked that we de-robe, saying it was up to us whether we felt more comfortable with or without underwear. As they left the room my wife came over, pulled my head. As I was making my way around the loop I was reminded of yesterday – 'here's where I showed Jordan the robin ... we looked at the lady slipper flower there ... that's the bench we rested on'. Had Jordan made that much of an impression on me? Yep, she sure had. Back home I cleaned up after my run, did some more editing and started getting supper ready."Hi Brian!" came a yell as a bundle of energy burst through the door. "My friends Rita and Sally saw me with you this morning and wanted to know.