“Please, call the police if you want, but just get a fucking ambulance! My phone is lost, and I… My friend is about sixty and he’s had a heart a...tack.”The farmer is still suspicious.“What were you doing up there?”I look down at myself, then back at him.“Ah,” he says.“Please dial 999, I’m begging you.”“Ambulance won’t get up there,” he says. “Need the shovel.”“You can’t bury him yet – he might not be dead!”My voice has taken on a hysterical edge even I find annoying.The farmer tuts, lowers his. With just my backpack I just kept moving. Then I finally got desperate enough that I made the decision to find you before something really bad did happen. I got some general directions from a library computer on the internet. But rural addresses this far out don’t mean much. I guess I was on the right track, though, when the Sheriff showed up.”I was feeling different about her. Still cautious and would need to talk to Tim, but still … “You said you were used to being beaten. Were you beaten a. You a'way' make me feel so good, w'en you fuck me. I no tell nobody, but, I t'ink I lub YOU, same same Linda. My bad luck an' you see Linda, firs'. Ip she fini you, you don' be sad. COME SEE ME !!! I lub you, too!" She was to repeat the same things to me many times over the coming months, and, eventually, told Linda, that she had been in love with me. Two years later, she met another man, after everyone had been evacuated from Vung Tau, and all the facilities closed, and she had moved to. ‘Oooh,you’re lovely and smooth,no hair anywhere,just how I like my boys’ Huh,what the fuck was he talking about?How many times had he done this,and who with?! His large hand snaked round to my tiny little pink nipple and he gave it a gentle tweak which made it instantly stiff,and his other hand started working it,s way up my slim,smooth thigh till it reached my so stiff un-cut boy-cock! ‘My what a big cocklet you’ve got for such a young boy,must be all of 5 or 6 inches,have you measured your.