Last night was a blur of passion this was different. Very different. I let myself melt into the bed as we continued to kiss savoring every moment of s...mething I did not even know I wanted so badly. I put my hands on the back of his head pulling him gently closer to me. His hands explored my body. Touching me like it was the first time he had ever seen me without a shirt. I did the same roaming over his body for what seemed like eternity.John then rolled on top of me and I finally realized he. The result of all this was a hard headed woman of 22 with little self respect, a strong determination and a chip on her shoulder a mile wide. She had grown to love pain, including self harm, feeling that she needed to be punished heavily, though for what she really had no definite idea. She had avoided d**gs or alcohol abuse, having seen others go down that road she felt that way led to a woman not being in control, and she very much needed to be “in control” especially of her own. . and each weekend through Labor Day weekend.Hoot saw the sisters on the porch of the second cabin. They were opening boxes and unpacking when he drove by, waving as he headed back for the third load.When Hoot had his next load on the wagon, he stopped by the office to check with Mr. Yokum.“Mr. Yokum, I don’t lack but one more load having all the supplies hauled over to the new section. When I get that one over there, what do you want me to do, just in case I miss you when I get through?”“Hoot. What kind of man threw her away because she didn’t have the stats? Only a bloody fool, in Trevor’s mind. ‘My God, Ruby, that bloody fellow doesn’t know what he’s lost!’ Ruby turned her head, after hanging up the telephone. ‘What was that?’ ‘Your fool of a beau, or, rather, ex-beau! He’s a wee bit of a tom fool!’ ‘Think so, honestly?’ ‘Bloody, hell yes! That bloke is gonna be the loser in that trade!’ ‘Thank you, Trevor, but you don’t know me well, yet, and I am rather chunky for a girl.’.