I went over to my bed and stuck my face in a pillow screaming as loud as I could. I was so frustrated with myself. I knew I didn’t have a lot of exp...rience with boys, but don’t girls have some kind of human instinct to like compliments? It seemed like no matter how many I got from Mr. Birnbaum, I couldn’t fight this flustered and embarrassed feeling. I felt like a little girl. I know that’s nothing going to come of it, but I could have at least come up with a better reply then thank you. Thank. There's only a few left" "Sure" I murmured.I followed him into the barn, all the while looking at that firm butt of his. He bent over, picked up a crate and turned around so fast that I didn't have tome to move out of his way. This resulted in the crate of vegetables crashing into my midsection. I groaned at the pain and fell to the floor. He was beside me in an instant, squatting and looking over me and asking if I was alright. Once o caught my breath I replied and said I was and made to get. We ended hanging out on a dock that was also abar right next to a bait station. Seventeen years old and a littlebootlegged hootch and a small cache of earned summer job cash and we wereon cloud nine. I didn't take a lot of money to get what we wanted fromlife. Soon two girls were sizing us up. A little fling on a summer outingfor their preverbal notch on their belt. Where do girls put theirnotches? We ended up snogging but as the events unfolded both girlsdisappeared with Dan. The Ozarks was. Rick Acosta was keeping an ear open on the situation at the prison, but reported nothing that contradicted the scene Sean had painted with the evidence left behind. There was always the chance that some over-zealous investigator within one of the local law enforcement agencies would see a conspiracy in the accidental deaths of Minor and Major Ellis within days of each other, but he was confident that his role would never come to light.Hearing the two deputies talking, Sean glanced from his cell.