Tammy had driven away, in a van I bought so she could do just that. So, why was I so sad?It was over. Actually, it was over the second Tammy said she ...idn't see us having a future. I had just been enjoying the interlude between knowing it was over and it being over.The sadness was kicking my butt.If I didn't change my situation I was in danger of sinking deep into the depression I'd been running from since Beth Ann died.And then the phone rang.It was Mr. Bell. That couldn't be good. "Brian, my. The job was lousy, but the pay was incredible and the scenery was unbeatable. The main advantage of the place was that it was a beautiful resort, and it was large and secluded enough that it had housing and apartments for its staff and employees. I worked there for the summer, and into the fall, and had a lot of weird adventures in that part of the world, like the night of my twenty-first birthday, but some nights were sleazier than others... My Boss, the Chef, was a veteran scumbag, a. I had on only a lightweight short sleeve shirt. The softness of her breasts was wonderful. It was impossible not to notice the sexual overtones of the moment. She blushed and put her hands against my chest, "Thanks baby."Then she noticed my sculpted chest muscles and ran her hand thoughtfully across my chest. "To bad you're so young and too bad I'm your mother." She laughed and said, "I think that we've both had too much to drink. Let's go to bed so that we can get an early start tomorrow." The. Damn, he was so hot!Blue eyes. Lightly black hair. Seemingly no grey hair. You would never guess he was actually 50. If he took off his shirt I would notice he had some pecs still left over from his days he liked to build up his muscles and body.One day he told me that he was taking a shower and asked if I was getting one. I smiled at him thinking it was a come-on."Really?" Yeah. I'm gonna get one. You gonna have one later?" Oh you tease. I thought we would shower together!" Yeah right."He.