That's all."That is when it started, the flirting; something had changed so quickly since that day I watched him get off, it was as if he had known I ...as watching and it had the same effect on him as it did me. Felt as if he was reading my mind. Could my son possibly want to fuck his mother? He started giving me compliments, using words he never use to use, like hot and sexy. He made it very obvious with his eyes what he was looking at and what he was thinking about. It was that hungry lusty. ” “Hi. I’ve seen you there. You live in this dorm, too?” “Yep, but that isn’t what I wanted to speak with you about. Look, this may be none of my business and if so just tell me to flake off. That was Rod Thomas I saw you with, wasn’t it?” “That’s right.” Then it all spilled out. “I work at the clinic. Just at the reception desk, but a couple of the regular nurses were talking, discussing a girl who had just left. To make it short, she had come in and found she had an STD. Not a real bad one or. “I know you’ve been taking the newspaper to read – and then bringing it back down again, so I know you are interested in what’s happening in the world. Being shocked at JFK’s death I could understand ... was it delayed shock?”I shrugged, watching her face. “It must have been.”She paused again and I could sense thoughts and emotions running through her. She took my hand in hers, squeezing gently as if physical contact would help open a deeper channel of communication between us.“What’s happened. We talked and got to know them pretty well and found out that Bastian had been a rentadread up until the age of thirty-five. He had made a lot of money servicing the white women tourists, and then he bought the beach concession and settled down with Ayana. It turns out that Ayana approves of Bastian still trying to fuck white women when the opportunity arises, so long as she gets her needs taken care of as well. I didn’t ask what that meant but was soon to find out.After about a half hour, we.