Anyway, one Monday during the summer after I had graduated from high school, I was out in the desert "playing" with the shotgun. Mostly, I had been pr...cticing with it as if I were about to have a duel with somebody from the Old West. I had rigged a sling for my shotgun so that I could carry it over my shoulder, and it would always be in position for quick use. I was also wearing a belt that held six of the 10-round box magazines, eight of which I had built myself. I was fully loaded with shells. At that moment the doors opened and in walked a man who clearly wasn’t local and when he walked up to the bar and ordered a cold beer Susan knew he was American though goodness knows where from. Over the next hour the pair chatted and Susan learnt his name was Chuck, divorced, a self-made man and from what he said very rich. Susan found herself telling him about herself and her life and how times were hard, she thought to herself that perhaps the sob story might gain her a tip though that was. I had always liked older ladies and when I met Gloria I knew she was the woman for me.I was raised in Boston Mass, two brothers and a sister. Pops when in a state of being drunk fell onto the tracks of the subway and got fried when he made contact with the deadly third rail.I was around eight-teen and Ma having not been satisfied for five years decided to make a man out of me and and we slept together. This was probably the reason I loved older women and why incest was no big deal to me.I did. " How old are you?" Eleven, twelve in February." I'll have to take your temperature." She shook the alcohol off the glass rod and stuck it in my face. After a minute or so, she glanced at it and gave me a couple pills. "There's a water fountain just outside the door."After school, Kirsten wanted to hear about the big snowball fight she missed. I told her about it in graphic detail. When I emphasized how thoroughly I'd managed to pelt Carol, she laughed. "I can't eat at school the rest of the.