Anyway, after the latest football game we were going home in the two year old Ford he had recently bought at auction. Sam and Ma were waiting for us. ...am had no interest in any kind of sports. All she knew about sports was how to tally the odds, thanks to her deceased father.We rehashed the game, play-by-play when we were stopped by a line of cars extended from the underpass known as "Franklin's Folly" all the way past the curve leading into town. It got that name because President Franklin. Lori was twenty-five, but her lithe body, flawless complexion, and fine features made her look like she was still seventeen. She’d been married for five years and had a son, but her marriage wasn’t a happy one. For some reason, she found herself recalling her first sexual experiences as she sat there, waiting for her husband. ********** She was still a virgin when she met a boy named Mike. She was a senior in high school and Mike, who was several years older than Lori, was a student at the. When I got home Jenny had dinner ready, we sat ate and talked. Jenny said “thanks for not taking advantage of me and thanks for being a nice guy.” She started telling me that when she was 5 years old her father left her mom, she would sleep with her mom up until she moved here to go to college. Then at college she shared her bed again with her room mate, then she moved in here and she had my daughters big room all alone.I told her “that any time she felt scared or lonely just let me know.' . She welcomed me with a sigh, and we were immediately in rapid and energetic action, banging together, bouncing on the big bed with abandon and ignoring the noisy protest of the knots beneath us. She enjoyed herself as much as any woman I've ever known, beating on me with her small fists and encouraging me to greater effort."Where's your father?" I asked after becoming conscious of the noise we were making and slowing our pace to about a long-distance gallop. The bed moaned and groaned, its legs.