The proverbial fat cats. They looked as though middle-age spread and over-indulgence had left them so lethargic that perving over young people was all...the sex they could manage, or be bothered lifting a finger or elevating a penis for. But they were nothing like as daunting as the women. 'Cougars and Milfs', Tracey called them later (how does she know these things?). My only consolation beforehand had been the thought that Tracey, not my male self, would be the centre of attention. After all,. "I realize that girls have made a huddle circle around me. Brin is pressed up again my back pack, the other two are hanging on to my sleeves, clearly being back at this place is upsetting in it's own right. But I have none of those memories or feelings to give me the creepiness I am feeling"A little room, if you please, ladies, we may need some room to maneuver." I try to gently shake them off."I hate this place." Brin says and clings tighter to my pack."Are they gonna get us?" Alys all but. She lost the weight 3 years ago when she and Tom got serious about having a baby. She incorporated an exercise regimen including yoga into her life. It worked wonders and soon she had regained her toned, attractive body. Frank always made it a point to compliment her on how nice she looked since she had worked so hard to return to her normal weight. Tom walked up to his dad and gave him a hard, firm handshake. ‘Need help unloading the car?’ Frank asked. Without waiting for an answer, Frank. Once I tucked her back into bed, I told her, “I never said I would send anyone away, but you are free to leave if you want. None of you are prisoners. I’m taking you to a place where you can be part of a big family. We all have bad days. I hope that you won’t feel you need to have as many anymore.”“Ok,” she told me, turned on her side, and was sound asleep.I went back down to find some food and have more of the cider. It was nice to have that light buzz for a change. It didn’t go unnoticed when.