Every once in a while she'd tell Dad to get a picture of this or that and we'd be blinded by the flashbulb for a few seconds after it went off.Tiff an... I were pretty good friends back then. Oh, there was a little sibling rivalry going on and she made sure I knew she was the older one and that I needed to keep in line, but it wasn't anything like it was now. I think the change in her attitude started about the same time as she started to grow tits. It may have been hormones or something else,. I mostly just watched him though, because having someone new around was a nice distraction in a place where things didn't often change and anything that had to do with Mr. Fox made me curious. It made Ronald special and I wanted to know why, despite my resentment at the intrusion."What are you reading?" I asked him, looking at the paperback book he tossed on top of his one and only change of clothes."Huh? Oh, Zane Grey. You like him?" Ronald asked, holding it up."Never heard of him," I. “That is terrible! Surely, everyone deserves some respect and dignity! Even prisoners in jail are afforded a meal at a table! Nothing you could have done is as heinous as them,” Stan said. He seemed to actually sympathize with us. I hadn’t meant to make him feel sorry for us.“I know it sounds strange, and I didn’t mean to make you feel sorry for us. We took our privileges for granted. Having no choice in what we eat, how we eat, and being required to finish our food quickly and completely has. "I had a couple of girlfriends then I have none." I said amazed she knew what I meant several days ago. "How about you, you are an attractive woman with a husband, how can you be having a dry spell?" I quizzed. "Well, my husband seems to be more interested in work than me right now. And there are no other men in sight except for you." She said as she took another sip of wine. We both giggled a little. Part of my brain was saying this woman is hitting on me but the other part said she was not..