"What's up?" Not much. Just came past to grabbed my laptop charger that I left here. I messaged Sarah, but she said she's away all week and I should j...st drop by." His words were innocent enough, but I thought I detected the hint of something hidden in his words. A cold sensation grew in my gut. "Of course. Come in." I said, gesturing for him to enter. "Thanks. I won't be long." He walked straight through to the spare room. I waited awkwardly by the door, but the minutes stretched on and he. This is yet to be verified, of course. Mrs. Summers: ‘–if I went to the woods to meet someone? Do you know how silly that sounds?’ Interviewer: ‘No, no. Sorry. I’m not suggesting that. Not at all.’ Pause. Interviewer: ‘I do, in fact, believe you when you say you went out there to teach your daughter to–‘ Rustling paper. Interviewer: ‘–in your words: ‘teach her to become her own woman’. I’m not questioning your intentions, Mrs. Summers. I think they were very noble. Admirable, even. Maybe you. I mean we were married for quite a while before she stabbed me in the back. If she had a conscience at all, I figured I’d gotten mention in at least a few of her dreams. But maybe not. It had been a long time. They’d have all but forgotten me by now and moved on. A fading memory that was me.I’d just gotten off work and gotten a ride back from the shop with Lance as usual. It was March of ‘93. I’d been staying at my man’s place for going on two years. I had been talking to Lance about getting my. "I have imagined this moment for six months." He pulled her to him and kissed her tenderly but firmly on her lips. His hands slid down her back and cupped her firm ass cheeks, pulling him into his rapidly hardening crotch. At the same time, Cathy threw her arms around Bob's neck and more or less pushed forward so that they slowly moved toward the bed.Eventually she broke of the kiss. "You're right. It's about what happens between midnight and dawn."At twenty four and a mother of one child,.