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The meal was as excellent as I had hoped, but there was a low spot when Scarlett told me we’d be on a diet as soon as we were back at home in Gilbertsville. I pretended to pout until she reminded me that we’d eat a lot of the vegetables from my garden. “About time we put that bat poop to some use, don’t you think?” Then she leaned across the table to give me a brief kiss and a promise of more—much more—to come. My prophesy came true as soon as we were in the suite with Scarlett once again riding me wildly until we both came vigorously—twice for her. We lay in our mixed juices as we fell asleep almost immediately. We were busy Wednesday—Scarlett relaxing at the hotel’s spa and me on Skype with Angus reviewing his progress yesterday. I hadn’t said anything to him about experimenting with the alloy. I knew I wouldn’t have to. He had seen the valve and had made a rough duplicate using a 3D modeler and a ceramic mold that was formed overnight. 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