Scarface was not at all happy to see me, but I refused to let him scare me off. I was seething with anger inside, but I tried not to show it outside. ... said, "Howdy, I'm kinda 'sprised ta see another Anglo down here. What brings ya around?" I was working hard to have a Texas accent, and I think I did pretty well."None of yer damned business! Now, git away from me!" I had not expected him to react with such anger. He had to be worried about something, but I had no idea what it could be."Well,. There would be girls of about my age too, but it was the grown-up women I was most interested in watching. I would see their naked bums as they toweled themselves dry, then turn around with their breasts and (being the 80s) full bushes of pubic hair between their legs visible to me. That's what sparked my interest the most. It was different to what I had under my clothes! I was too young to understand what I was seeing, yet I was still somehow storing these images into my memory, which would go. Got all night."I didn't need to hesitate and I knew what motel he meant. The one on the outskirts of the town where many secrets were kept.All I could think of while Tiffany and I paid for our items was him there waiting for me ... to fuck me all night long.I should have thought of her ... I know it and how much it could hurt her ... but I wanted it bad. I wanted him bad. God I couldn't think at all anymore, all I wanted to do was to feel his hands on me and his cock inside, sliding in and out. "Here, let me take those. I left you a mug of hot cocoa on the coffee table. Go warm up. I’ll get these things going for you". Lorraine went into the laundry room at the back of the house. Looking to be sure Peter wasn’t following her, she opened the back door and threw his clothes outside into the rain. He won’t need those for a while, she thought to herself. Lorraine went back into the living room and sank into the sofa beside Peter. She reached for her cocoa and took a sip from it, watching.