"Please don't do this!" Why not? Why should I stop?" snarled Mike. "I know you want what Ihave to give you just as much as I want to give it to you."S...rah, resigned to her fate, began whimpering."I rather doubt she wants anything from you, young man," said a sternmale voice from behind him. "She has already told you 'no', MisterBrundage. She has also asked you to 'stop'. At this time, I wouldsuggest you listen to her."Surprised at being interrupted, Mike slowly turned around. He saw anold man. This was the first I had heard of this but I was very pleased to say theleast. As we chatted we had some more to drink and as was inevitable Paulahad to use the rest room. She looked at me and then Cathy but I guessedthat she knew she wanted to use the ladies but was nervous. I stood up and suggested that as I needed to go to the toilet I would gowith her. We walked out of the bar and into the passageway where both thegents and the ladies toilets were when I heard a voice that wasunmistakable.. He had sat down one day and went to sleep, just like that. Ronnie always thought that part of that was the terrible burns he had gotten in Pearl Harbor. He had been there that day when the Japanese arrived. Ronnie coming to live with her filled a hole in his Grandmother’s life, now she had a man around to feed and do laundry for, so she even quit wandering off. He quickly discovered that $900 was not much money even in those days. It cost nearly $4.00 just to fill his gas tank and his Dad was. "Oh how I'll make this work in my favour" I grin as I head off home too. For the rest of the afternoon I just hang about the house. Hailey has athletics after school and mom is still working so I have the house to myself. I kill time playing the Xbox until Marc phones me to head round to his. I jump in the shower and make sure to put on some decent smelling cologne. I throw on a nice pair of jeans, plain white T and a hooded button up jacket which I keep open. I stick a clean pair of Nike.