She told me to pick her up at the station Friday, after she did the news. That was the start of our romance. Little Rock is about 55 miles from my ran...h, as the crow flies. Of course I’m no crow so I had to drive about 70 miles to get there. Still close enough that we got to spend 2 or 3 nights a week together. We became an item. Sam would come to the ranch and spend a long weekend and I would return the favor in Little Rock. Our time was filled with fun, passion and growing closer. We were in. He’d built up running endurance over the years, but ten miles in a little under an hour was pushing it even for him. But hell, how else was he supposed to get that woman out of his head? He figured if he worked himself hard enough, the sweat and burn would make him forget about his stepmother.“Goddammit,” he breathed, still bent over. Though he squeezed his eyes shut, he wasn’t able to stop her image from assaulting him. Those soft, brown eyes and porcelain skin. All that dark hair he wanted to. "Do you want it to be?" I really don't know Lynn."My sister grinned and threw a few more things on the pile.She helped me put everything into a cardboard box then said, "I hate tobe rude but I gotta get dressed. Some girlfriends and I are headed tothe beach to meet some guys."Some things never changed.*****My mind raced as I looked at the box on the floor of my bedroom.'Was this really to be my future?'I checked the internet to find out the effect estrogen had on the malebody and some things. .. and Colleen back to the here and now.“Hello, Beautiful, and all her wonderful friends!” Mr. Labatt said as he and his wife, Katie walked between a few tables to come and say hello to his daughter and her friends. “Paul, Cathy, Jennifer, and Mike, how are you kids doing? Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t believe I’ve met you,” Mr. Labatt said as he stared at Colleen for several seconds. “I’m Samantha’s dad, William Labatt, and this is my wife, Katie.”“Mr. and Mrs. Labatt,” Jennifer replied as she turned.