" He made a knocking gesture. "I'll be home." Thank you, Ben," she replied."Then ... I'll see you," he said and gave her a little wave. He headed back...into his apartment.Knocking on his door awakened Ben. He glanced at his clock -- it read 8:12. "Just a minute," he yelled, threw off the covers and slipped into a bathrobe. He opened his door and saw Molly with boots, coat, gloves, scarf and a knit hat. "Molly -- I'll bet you need a boost." Yes, I do ... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you out of. I did NOT thank them.I stopped off at the grocery to pick up a note book and a pack of pens. Then I found a little day pack that fit me. I figured that If I decided to go wandering around where I didn't belong I'd best take along a few things. At the local Target store I bought an old-style leatherman pocket tool, a Garmin GPS, two boxes of double-A batteries, a box of plumber's candles, a couple lighters, a pay-as-you-go cell phone and a card worth 120 minutes. I looked around in their men's. It's not that p**o man are on the increase, that has always been there since time immortal, it's that we see it easier now, with selfies and phone videos, it's in the open, as girls want to show, like I did.I lived with dad, as mum left home, when I was eight, and almost overnight I grew up and became the woman of the home, and rummaging through mothers things, found a stash of sex toys, which dad suggested I keep, as I would need them, 'You have your mothers fucking sex drive, you will. ..but I dismissed those thoughts from my mind...hell she was old enough to be my mother and she was married.... About three months after I started working there my 21st birthday was approaching and my mom and her friends agreed to has a get together after work that night to celebrate...nothing special... pizza and a couple of drinks after work at a place just down the road from the factory. We all met there and we had a good time...it was getting late and the party started to break up...my.