The farmer was his cousin, which helped set that deal up. Phil's advice meant that I had something to store. I enjoyed his company, I had known him si...ce I moved here with my wife 30 years ago. I enjoyed listening to his stories of the miners strike in the 1980's, which he was involved in. In return for his advice he was getting 10% of everything I harvested, this would go a long way to feeding him during the coming winter.Theft was a constant problem. I set up a series of booby traps based on. The music continued: Take the ribbon from your hair, shake it loose andlet it fall...As Margo led Chris across the limited open space in the basement shewhispered to him. "Shh, now, close your eyes and just feel everything.Feel how your dress sways with your hips. Doesn't that feel nice? Itslides across your bottom, every time you move, doesn't it? Now, justfocus on that for a moment. Feel it sway and swish and sway and swish...shhhhhhhhh"Chris was almost hypnotized by the feelings and her. Oh, you’re pretty enough to be a server at Hooters or one of those lap dance places that pays well for beauty.”I sighed heavily as I recalled the conversation. The counselor continued, “Or, you can work your butt off in school, go to the university, get a degree, and find your way in the world. Pay off your college loans, get married, and have half a life between your family and your career.”Then, she looked tearfully at me, “Either way, poor kids work their butts off. Now, you can choose to. I mean, last night had been one thing, but this was morning already. I should have been coming to my senses or something. I liked guys. I wanted a boyfriend who would treat me like a guy and we could have guy sex and ... Was I really queer? As in ... Really? God!"Thanks for last night," Sandy whispered, wrecking my train of thought completely."Oh." I smiled and maybe even blushed and I had no idea what a boy said to a girl the morning after, you know?"I mean for coming back," Sandy told me and.