.. were grinning ... well Jim was grinning, I assumed that facial contortion Grandfather was making was his idea of a grin.‘You might as well bring ...t all to me,’ Grandfather said.Jim nodded.I said, “Yes sir.”Alice looked at me ... weirdly. Oh her look was alright ... she looked at me with the oddest expression.“What?”“Who are you talking to?”“The voices in my head ... they spoke ... it’s ony polite to answer.”“Daddy?”“Yes?”“Time to go,” I said.He was climbing out of the pit already. Oddest. She was striking, her skin almost translucent, tall, slender, but very feminine. He was hard immediately. He’d heard stories about black women, everyone knew what they were like. Fuck machines, they were, always ready to take on any and all comers. Comers. Heh. He liked the term. He’d be one of the comers and he’d be one she’d never forget.He thought she was alone at first, and despite his momentary satisfaction following his encounter with Lucy he turned slightly with the idea to follow her. Then on one late Friday John told me he would not be around this weekend. He told me his wife wanted to talk and to come over for the weekend. He was happy. I told him I was happy for him and he should go. Knowing this Heidi was jumping up and down inside of me. I can dress for the whole week and have fun. John told me he would be gone in the morning and hops not to be back till Sunday to pick up his things. The next morning, I could hear John walking around and doing his morning things. I got. But I couldn't very likely go into town." I'll say," Cynthia said. "There are road blocks everywhere. On the way over here I was stopped three times. If they're looking for you, you wouldn't get very far." Exactly. Plus, people have stopped by the house just to check who's here. When they have, they've specifically asked who was out in the field while I was away from the house. So I decided it was safer remaining hidden in here. The hay helps cover my heat signature, so hopefully the government.