Jess was still quietly wondering about their going-home details.
Like, how do they get there, for starters, waiting for Quixote to clue
her in. And would they stay at her family's farm? Ho Lord, sure, she
mused, show and tell Ginny all about their sex life. Why should Mom
be upset that it's Kit, huh? Let alone some "ole fart".
        Kit was thinking it out, too, while the others were talking about
the fiesta they were about to throw for the neighborhood. They hadn't
figured on the Platinum, sounding like they could have been nonchalant
about all the Silver. They were getting concerned about how they were
going to keep everyone out of the mine.
        But Juli had the answer: "cover up the entrance with rocks and
brush like it was when you discovered it...it worked for five hundred
years, maybe it will again for a day....And tell Wallace and the family
not to mention a word."
        "What about the plane?!" Julian asked.
        "Throw tarps over it?" Flece suggested. God, it seemed like a
debacle was about to happen, Jess remembered the thinking. And the
others, except for Juli, Julian and Maria, didn't even know what the
problemo with the plane was.
        "You could just tell everyone to meet us down at the lake," Ria
tried throwing some sense out.
        "But we'll need some of us to stay up here, then, to guard the
place," Jul reminded her. Evan and Stef volunteered, but they weren't
into guns. Then Emilio and Sonia said they would.
        "Aw, hell," Kit said, "these are our folks. We can trust 'm. We'll
just get everyone drunk or stoned and I'll watch the plane and everyone
else watch the mine."
        "Si, Sky King, bueno," Julian laughed. And that became the plan.
All the drink, herb and food were there. They would raise more
suspicion changing things at the last minute anyway. Jul and Ri
apologized for the fiesta idea, but Jessy and Kit told them not to be
silly and added not to worry and got everyone thinking about diversions
and contingencies. Jul and the others set off to cover up the mine while
Kit and the girls started on wrapping Juliet Papa up all loose - padding
sheets in underneath so the "accessories" wouldn't be noticed in case
anyone did get into the barn. And they would keep the doors shut and
hope for the best. It was crazy and iffy, but that probably meant it
would work.
        "Good God, the whole thing could come crashing down because
of a party," Jess chuckled as they tied down the tarps.
        "Gee, that'd be the first time, hey there, cowgirl wonder?" Flee
cracked, then the girls briefly recollected for Kit a past party
catastrophe that they had shared.
        "Aw, we'll get through it," Kit said.
        "Yeah, well, after this one, there's still Kentucky, rockhead, in
case you forgot," Jessy sassed.
        "Ow," he laughed, then tweaked, "well, it's like they say, darlin's
...don't worry about the crash, it'll disable you from gettin' out of the
fire."
     "Yeah, that helps," and Jessy gave him his first rib poke in weeks.
"Who told you that? Wiley?" shaking her smiling face.
        "Actually, it was Orv."
        "Ho Lord," she laughed, "well...we've got 'er covered...let's go
check on the mine."
        "O, don't worry about that, majestress. Hul found the mine all
covered up. If he can't cover it back up, we sure can't. You guys
should get on your best bikini tops. We can use any distraction we've
got."
        "Did he just call us distractions, cowgirl?" Jess winked in Flee's
direction.
        "Why, I do believe he did, there, pardette," Felecia came back,
and they sassed back and forth to the cabin. Inside, Kit caught up
with Pute on the news while the girls changed into their skimpiest
tops and cutoffs, even a little butt showing on both of them. Hoo-
wee! They told the other girls to do the same when they went over
to Ria's kitchen to help put the food together. Maria feigned some
disapproval, then laughed with them all.
        Kit drove some stakes for horseshoes and took the shoes off
Orgasm with Ev's help, and they iced the Tree Frog, Corona and all
with snow from up the mountain, a low spot not too far up that
never got much sun, bringing it down in Jul's pickup.
        Well, the dogs, horses, peacocks ("Argus" and "Io"), swans,
ducks, fish, chickens then, the two cows and "Kermit" were all
ready. Anyway, fiesta was officially declared open when the ladies
came out of the kitchen, all of them sitting down in the porch chairs.
        They carefully opened their bottles of champagne each and
sashayed off the porch into the yard like gunslingers getting ready
for the draw - even Maria - as they shook their bottles. Jess opened
up first, squirting Cody, and it was a free for all after. After everyone
was soaked, they jumped into the cold stream together and splashed
around, then jumped back out for the ceremonial puro, and
proceeded on from there as the guests started to arrive.
        Later, when everyone had gotten comfy, they layed a wreath
at the tree they planted for Ria's family killed in the revolution as Jul
and Kit fired off their shotguns with blanks and Juli and 'Milio
launched some of the fireworks.
        It was a good Memorial Day up there. Everyone invited had
come and were having a most super time and were getting drunk or
stoned or both, and the men were ogling the girls' breasts and legs
and butts and all. And they ate away, played horseshoes and
listened to the music later - or played or sang along. And no one
noticed the mine or got into the barn.
        "What a May," Jessica quietly said to Kit between two of her
songs.
        "Shwoo...verily, my queen," he nodded, leaned over and kissed
her so gently on her left cheek. "What's it been now, precious...forty
five days?"
        "Forty seven, bucko," and kissed him back, knowing he knew
that she was thinking of his age, so wanted to ease his trepidation over
that. "Let's see what it's like at 50, huh?" and kissed him again.
        He played the first bars of "When I'm 64," then his brain's
electrochem jumped to the Kentucky trip. "You don't really want to
give that 'dictatorian', do ya?" and smiled.
        She laughed, then told him, "what, and lose the opportunity to
tell them about us....I don't think so."
        "You know...sometimes I believe you. And that's probably
dangerous, isn't it?"
        "Dangerous?! How about filling me in on your Kentucky plan,
dangerous guy."
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