“I hope he can get there. I don’t think he likes me much, though.”“He’s a chauvinist,” Keith agreed.“Well, where do we start?”“There...” Keith pointed.She turned and looked up at the statues. Behind them rose the tumulus, 150 feet in the air and nearly 200 yards across. It was made of loose gravel. No one had ever found the burial chamber of the King.“We have to climb that?”“No. But on the other side is another terrace, pretty much the same as this one,” Keith said. “Gutenberg’s instructions were. Flynn'shouse again,He was outside!Looking at my car.Pointing at me!Flagging me down!I couldn't stop. But I did.And rolled the window down."I'll be at your house tomorrow morning at 10, Heather," he said. "AndI like pink."[Gasp!}Oh no!!!!I was doomed!A MAN was going to have his disgusting way with me! Shoving his filthypenis into me - both my mouth and my bumhole. He would shoot hisfilthy, disgusting sperm wherever he wanted onto or into my body and Iwould be POWERLESS to stop him!Oh. We walked one of the trails and ended up at an overlook - peering over the edge - with the waves crashing on the rocks 100 feet below. She stood too close... I knew what she was thinking. I stood by her, ready to grab on and hold her back if she tried.I made small talk while she weighed the choice in her mind. A family with a small child came near and provided a welcome distraction from the moment. She stepped back from the edge. During a different conversation on a different day, she told. He’s tall with a firm working man’s body. I honked my horn at him and waved. I was pretty sure I saw a smile break out as he waved back. As I walked up to him, he was definitely smiling. I felt like he was checking me out and it kind of turned me on. I smiled and said hello. I told him I felt like we’d parted poorly and I wanted to see him before I returned to college. He smiled so I moved in to hug him and tell him how much he meant to me. As we hugged, his body felt so nice against me. He.