Like you said, I hear a lot bullshit for those people, and I was being a little defensive. Please forgive me."That afternoon was the first time in lon... while that I didn't mind the long walk home, as Janet and I talked the entire time and really got to know a lot about each other. She really sounded sincere about wanting to be friends, and I thought that this might be a good thing for both of us.She asked, and I promised that I would call her later in the evening and we could get to know one. Good thing I checked... Hey, why don't you just make them all nine years old again? I can handle nine year olds." "Nope. I'm not going to ruin their time like that. No, we have to figure out something that would make them respect you. Something cool." "Hmmm. But what?" "We'll think of something." We were walking through some brush between clearings along the lake. Scooter spotted a quarter and rushed ahead to get it, then suddenly froze in his tracks. I watched his face drain of color, staring. After a lot of hugging and good-byes I left the trailer. I knew it would probably be the last time that I saw most of those guys.I wandered onto the main drag and slowly made my way towards the booths with their various games. I stopped at an Italian ice stand and bought myself an Italian ice to refresh myself from the heat. As I was paying for my ice, I heard a voice."Hey, I got the same shirt," a lovely female voice said.I turned and saw a beautiful girl, about twenty years old, with long. I wanted to say something in gratitude, in tribute to the best lovemaking I'd ever experienced, but Dad was already asleep, smiling. I settled for kissing his nose, pushing my butt into the crook of his groin, and pulling his arms around me.Dad is over 60 and we did not "go at it" four more times that night. Nor was I awakened at 5 AM by him pounding away at me. In fact Dad was still asleep when I got up the next morning to fix breakfast. I figured it should be a hearty one. I was rather.