I could only hear their mindled moans and sighs in the darkness.My curiousity was spurred on by what I had seen (or rather, what I could see) and hear... on those few nights when I spied the two of them. As te years went on mom had many friends like Angela. Some were around for a while and others were gone before I could remember their names. They all seemed to have that similar "mannish" quality about them. I would realize that mom preferred these types of women. But for the moment my head was. Brad stood up and grabbed the tape measure. Taking the cue, I took it back from him and measured his height."6'4" I announced, "I know my brother has been 6'1 for a couple years now" And that's not all" He said, pulling off his shirt. His muscles were immense, now he would win bodybuilder competitions. I noticed the girls all couldn't stop staring.Without putting his shirt back on, we passed the tape measure around."5'11" Brad said after he measured Ginger. She sighed and wrote down the info on. The rattle of a pickup truck moving down the dirt road carried for a mile. More people moved away from the corral and joined the group watching the road. A sense of expectation hung in the air although no one present was willing to put into words what they expected to happen.The truck rattled its way up the road and finally came to a halt in front of the crowd. The driver stepped out and stretched before turning to the crowd. Seeing the attention being given him, Kotyit said, "He'll be here in. “Do you think so?” she asked, teasing the hem along her thigh. Insects buzzed a steady beat in dark trees, but Jane’s voice rang clear to me above the drone, through an open screen. I nodded my approval as I watched her, enraptured, and without thinking I pushed my jogging shorts down. Jane’s husband, Ted, crossed the room and took a seat on the sofa, facing me. Suddenly anxious to stay out of sight, I ducked down behind the pine railing, peek- ing over the edge as.