" Can you tell me why?" I asked getting worried. This sounded ominous."Please, not on the phone," she begged. "Can you just come? I'll explain then." ...K, I'll come. Can you give me an address?" Just follow the signs to the Downtown Mall. I'll be waiting near the visitor parking. Can you be here by twelve? It's a three hour drive from Bethesda." Yes, I can do that. I'll leave here at nine. Are you sure you want to meet me there or should I try to find your place?" No, no. I can't miss you, not. My impatient honey was a longstanding girlfriend who practically lived at my ranch. She was a hottie, which I enjoyed a lot, but I could have expected this. She got real impatient if I didn’t get between her legs often enough when I was there. We met at the truck stop and she readily accompanied me home when she found out I had a ranch. Always wanted to be a cowgirl, she claimed. She could ride, that’s for sure!Later on she admitted she supplemented her waitressing with “comforting” lonely. So we went for a walk in the evening. We started with talking different topics regarding my job, her neighbors, her in-laws etc. At once instance she started speaking about her personal life how her husband is such a workaholic and how often he comes late home and sleeps off without caring about her. At one point she just asked me whether I have any Girlfriend. I was surprised with that sudden question and said No. She asked whether I have done Sex with anyone. I was frank enough and said I. I wasn't so lucky in the classroom I'd been assigned. Two south facing windows. They weren't very large and had blinds I could pull shut but still, until the sun set it would be like staring into car headlights. Two very hot headlights. A TA slowly going blind while trying to teach wouldn't be a happy TA. Opening the guitar case I'd been carrying, I began correcting that situation. The roll of UV resistant plastic in the case was of the same type the auto detailer was currently putting on my.