......wanted !, she said still sobbing. I was getting frustrated with her taking the "blame" and talking to me like a stupid kid that didn't know what...he was doing or one who couldn't control himself. With me in the shower and not facing her I felt brave in speaking out . "Mom, I knew what I was doing OK !. I think your a pretty, sexy woman. I wanted to hold you, to feel you, to...........I mean who the hell wouldn't want you. I'M NOT SORRY AND I'D DO IT AGAIN !. I stood there thinking, "OH. That was the last night I was ever able to spend with her. My father showed up in a horse drawn sleigh at dawn, looking for me. When he came into the schoolhouse, I was dressing in winter wear. He got a strange look on his face. He never said anything to me. We wished Ann good by, and soon I was safely home. Mom was so relieved to have me there. To tell the truth, I needed the break, before I went back to school, and to Ann.School did not start back up on the Monday after the storm. In fact, it. I love your laugh." He grinned weakly."Is that all?" She wasn't letting him off the hook."No," he answered. "But it's hard to explain. While we were talking, you know, before lunch, you weren't talking to me like most adults talk to somebody my age. And you for SURE weren't talking to me like most adult women have ever talked to me." What does that mean?" asked Lynne."You acted like you were really interested in what I was saying," he said."I was," she said, surprised that he'd find that. "That was rude, Walter. You could have at least said something," said a voice.My eyes flew open. I sat up quickly, and looked around. The girl from the night before was suddenly sitting on my toilet, looking at me. I grabbed the nearest thing, and had my pants on my lap.I snapped, "Who are you and how did you get in here? How did you do that?" I told you last night I am Rala and I am here to offer you a deal," she said as she looked at me."GET OUT!" I yelled, and watched her get up and walk out.