Bone-dry leaves and desiccated ferns crunched underfoot as he trudged deeper, finding a small clearing with a large boulder rising from the ground in ...ts center. He would have expected to hear the chirping of birds, to see a skittish deer or a curious rabbit rush by, but there was only the sound of the branches creaking in the breeze.He walked up to the rock and set the waterskin down on top of its mossy surface, hesitating before screwing the cap back on. The water would just pour out of it. Smileing at him, becomming slightly nervous, as well as excited I said very softly that it sounds fun, and very nice of him to ask me, but how could I ever be his with out anyone else knowing. Bill moved closer to me put his arm around me and said perhaps I should come outside in the fresh air with him and he would explain what he had in mind for both of us and especialy for such a lovley boy as me.Once outside he took and held my hand, saying why not walk along the river bank to where his car. Stanley said he had lasagna fresh out of the oven and hated to eat alone the idea of a hot meal was more than i could turn down. I didn't bother to change out of my work clothes as i figured i would go there just long enough to eat and then back home. Once there Stanley didn't disappoint the smell of fresh lasagna and garlic bread was too much to pass up. Stanley also opened a bottle of wine to go with the lasagna i certainly couldn't pass on that either. After eating and drinking several. If she made it that far,that is... and if she wasn't there already, like she said."You said you checked. Where's her ID?"She pointed out into the darkness. "She said she was cleaning up looseends; tossed it out there in the swamp. She... _he_ was going to do thatto me." Her expression closed up and she shuddered.I watched her carefully for long moments. There was something about her,something hard in her gaze, that made me believe her about her age and hersituation. She had the kind of.