"It's been lovely chatting with you, Jim, but I really have to get going now." Are you parked far away?" "Not too far. why?" It's getting dark outside..." the man replied. "I wouldn't be a gentleman if I didn't escort you to your car." Don't be silly," Cassie giggled. "I'll be fine." It's not safe out there for beautiful young single ladies after dark, Cassie. I should know. I insist." Well, okay then," she shrugged knowing she had nothing to fear. It was a ruse sure but one that he intended to. He looked like a douche. I hoped nobody I knew saw me with him. We took off in his Lincoln with the Beach Boys blasting out of his speakers. I remembered that music from when I was a kid and he was always playing it. He was the one who’d taught me to surf before I even started school. He was a great surfer then, or at least I thought so. I bet he wasn’t surfing anymore. We were on the 605 when his arm went across my chest and his hand clamped down on my right boobie. “What the fuck?” I said,. I didn’t even know if I’d succeed, but I had to try. Your son, you, and I slept in separate rooms. This made it hard to try to seduce you. I had a thought about pretending that I was going to the toilet at night, passing Mark’s room, and going not into the toilet, but into your room to try to seduce you in this fashion. I almost did it on my fifth night in Germany, being afraid that time was running out. But when I opened the door to your room, it made a terrible creaking. Mark and you woke up.. He was a monster and she hated him.The clang of utensils against plates filled the dining room as the three sat for dinner around a beautiful oak table purchased by Dave and Christy during better times. "So, did you have any luck looking for work today?" Dave asked her.Dave's question made Christy remember how she had spent the day and filled her with more guilt. "A couple of prospects maybe," she nervously replied without further explanation. What would she tell him if he questioned her.