I ask "so how do I get it touch with you when I'm done with the movie". She then blurts out her digits to me. I said I will give you a call later. She...says I hope so and we leave.I get home and start kicking myself because I should have invited her to watch the movie with me. So I call her and ask her if she would like to come over and watch the movie with me. She hesitated for a moment and I'm thinking, Damn wrong move. She says yeah sure soon as my daughter leaves I'll give you a call back.. But how did he get into the mansion, if he was working for the 'other side?'" I was worrying at that one niggling fact and trying to fit it into the known circumstances."Sometimes, Carl, I have to tell you what I know, then follow it up with what I think and what I suspect. This is one of those times. I think Ivan Krekonovich was working both sides of the street, and to survive the coming purge, was changing sides permanently. My reasoning is this; Ivan, I was told by a person with no ability. "Now get a move on!" he growled and slapped me on my backside.I couldn't believe my luck! Why the sudden change in my Dad? Every year I begged to go along with Him and Duke,and every year I got the same answers "No, You'll hate it. You're not a hunter. Hell,Boy! You cry every time You watch Bambi! and, Maybe when you grow a pair!"That thought kept popping into my head as I showered. "Maybe when You grow a pair." Had Dad Finally noticed that puberty was setting in? I didn't know,was this idea. We kiss and grind against each other just inches from where you sit, ignoring you completely but tempting you to reach out and touch. You don't. Instead you stare through the dim light of the bedroom making out the details of my fingers as they push aside her bra to play with her nipple.We peel away clothing and move towards the bed where, finally naked, she and I collapse to the sheets, and you make out our naked bodies writhing against each other. I kiss my way down her body as she props.