Het was al warm, de zon scheen flink en het beloofde weer een warme dag te worden. Uit de caravan hoorde ik zachtjes gekreun komen, en ik zag het hele...ding een beetje wiebelen. Zo stil mogelijk kroop ik naar de open deur en gluurde naar binnen. Op het bed waren mijn ouders bezig. Moeder zat op haar knieën, haar dikke kont in de lucht en pijpte vader die voor haar stond. Haar lekkere tieten wiebelden heen en weer als vader zijn stijve pik diep in haar keel stootte. Na een paar minuten draaide. "We thought your date was tonight and that we were going shopping with you tomorrow." Tonight, yes. But Shorty has me booked for most of Saturday and Sunday as well--you know, young love--that sort of thing. Right Shorty." Yeah, right," I answered in a daze. What the hell was she talking about?"Like I said, see you Monday, girlfriends. Now, boyfriend, I believe you said something about driving me home?"Boyfriend? She just said it again, boyfriend. Damn.I opened the passenger door on my yellow. Its scope would be cumbersome for quick shots while I was mounted and the Marlin would be much better and quicker for anything up close. Maybe it was overkill for the situation, but from the saddle I considered overkill much more desirable than underkill.We headed back toward my pasture and other stock but passed it by and kept to the rough trail. I realized I was living on what was more or less a shelf which occurred between the level of the upper plateau and the ground floor along the river. "She said, "How could you do such a thing? I thought we were friends." Miss Knox has to be sure of your motives. It was an easy test. I seem to be on the outs with her myself. I was not told if you looked like you were going to run."She hotly said, "I didn't try to run." Then you passed the first test. Were you told about your infection?" I'm clean now but don't believe me. Talk to your Miss Knox." In fact I have to. Not because of your word but there may be restrictions I have to follow." So.