..I want you.”With those simple words a fire lit in his eyes as he jerked me hard against his chest. “Are you sure? We can take it slowly.” I sm...rked, and reveled in the moment of his thoughts of innocence towards me. I ground my hips toward his and said,“I'm sure, professor.” He chuckled darkly and spun me around to push me up against a tree. “I like it when you call me professor. I can teach you so much...my little peach.” He said this as he ran his tongue down my ear and neck stopping right. It was almost like she had something to say to him, wanted to be with him. The realtors were his most dependable visitors. His farm was one of the most attractive properties in the growing area. The city had swallowed the suburbs, growing like another form of cancer, ever hungry for land. Len had resisted, held out as the numbers offered became predictably larger. Finally he was approached by a group representing a growing chain of 'retirement communities', a place where older people were put. Her eyes still closed and it seemed she was not in sense. We laid in this manner whole night and I didn’t realized when I fell in sleep.In the morning, I woke up after I heard her voice. She said “beta. Your breakfast is there on the side table. I am going to the bathroom”. I felt as if I was married and my life changed so quickly. I also took bath and joined her in her bedroom. She said,” Can you stay here for today?” I accepted her offer. She was behaving so differently. She was resting. He replied, “The best I’ve been able to figure out from ads in the newspaper is that car maintenance is about 15% of what it was in our time. Based on that, it would probably run us around $45 at the machine shop. The parts would probably be closer to $40. I really don’t remember how much we used to pay for parts for our Beetles. Do you?”“No. All I remember was having to wait a couple weeks to get the money pay for them.”“I think the largest paycheck we got back then was $70.00. That was enough.