Now plugged in and alone.
So she got their cell phones walked to the house. Kenneth bob and I were laughing at the whole thing with kenneth telling bob I knew she was going to get our phones. Now my wife is driving my truck through the gates. She pulls up and offers us coffee. As we are helping ourselves to coffee she starts with the rules.
No touching. No matter how dirty a chest may get, no touching. No sharing the day with anyone other than each other later. Her rules was she will wear her top all day and will attend and serve drinks topless. Everyone agreed.
Then Kenneth's cell started ringing in my wife's backpack. She hands it to kenneth. When he is done she retrieves the phone and puts it in the backpack. Her final rule. If you want to answer your phone she gets to wear her jacket. All agreed.
She unzipped her jacket and placed it on top of her backpack. Again, we are all standing there transfixed on my wife's chest till she says "OK you've seen my chest, get to work. . We started unloading.
Now my wife's job was simply to assist. So every chance kenneth or bob could be close to her or need something she was requested. Kenneth was not joking. With the backhoe loading most of the trees we would find ourselves standing watching a lot. We had all tress down cut and loaded by 10 a.m. we could have been done by 9 a.m. if kenneth and bob would stay focused and stop taking mandatory fifteen minute breaks with my wife serving coffee.
Now the truck was loaded and kenneth was ready to go to the landfill. He volunteered my wife to go along. She agreed but wanted her jacket. Kenneth said that was not part of the rules. She reluctantly got in the truck and they headed to the landfill.
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