“Me and you, let’s skip school together tomorrow.” Ashley smiled. “I can't guys.” Sasha was dumbfounded.“I’ll come to your house.” He ...aughed. “Yeah.” Ashley ended the video chat.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ashley's mother left to work before she went to school, so she wouldn’t know if she went or not. Ashley could skip school all she wanted, but she wanted to keep up her grades for college. She dressed in something a little more modest than what she wore the day before. A over sized hoodie. I didn’t really like to fish, but I was interested in moving product by water. I planned to do a great deal of research before I put a boat into the Yazoo river.One of the really good things about bootlegging is that it paid well, and in cash. Another plus was it didn’t take a lot of my time. The second vehicle and the drone were not essential. They were both more for convenience.The basic operation by the end of the summer went like this. I paid for the product and took delivery at a dead. Reality struck like an ice-block again, staggering her with its harshness. Half an hour ago, she had been happy, eager to share her day with her dad. A dad who was her only true friend, one she could bank on come hell or high water. Now she was underneath him, enjoying the entrance of his finger into her finger. She didn't know what hurt her more - her father's betrayal, or her own willingness to satiate his desires, albeit only physically.All she knew was that the world would never be the same. Emma and Sam both came with me but quickly left to hang out with friends or something. They’re 18, I don’t ask. I had a nice long shower after they left and reheated the leftover pizza in the fridge, very glamorous. That night I relaxed, I watched some bad TV and then a movie. I was still exhausted from the week, both mentally and physically, I just needed some alone time and to calm myself, and that is what I did. It felt good just to have a normal night, leggings, hoodie, comfy. My mind.