After supper the three Randal men were sitting on the front porch. It was late October and winter had all but set in. "Won't be long before we can't s...t out here at night," William said. "It'll start to get too cold to be out here for more than a few minutes." I remember," Jim replied."I keep forgettin this is your home." Jim told me the story of how he and Chante met when we were at Cole's today," Lewis explained to William."I bet he told you that she stayed with Chayton because she wanted to. I thought to myself, “This is not going to be an ordinary night in.” Without saying a word Cole walked in, took off his sandals, set down the rope (acting like it wasn’t strange that he brought it over), and sat on my couch like he owned the place. He looked in my direction and I started walking over to him without even realizing I was moving; it was like he had total control over me. The movie was playing in the background when Cole told me I was going to play a game with him. I asked him what. “Ask me to taste you.” “Taste me.” And moaned as his mouth slid over her breasts. When they reached the bedroom door, his teeth scraped along her throat, her jaw and left her mouth aching for attention. “Kiss me,” she begged. “I will.” But he only teased the corners of her mouth with the tip of his tongue. “I want the light to see you.” “No, I have candles, they\re everywhere.” She broke open a matchbook but was shaking so much she wasn’t able to strike one. “I’m can’t, I’m trembling too. Another month went by before the town kids could get to the farm. They’d never been to one so a tour was the first thing before sunset and dinner. They rode a tractor around part of the spread. Dinner in the big farmhouse was always a noisy and busy social occasion. The guests were a bit overwhelmed by it but answered questions from right and left. A big campfire by the pond was set and Jesse played his fiddle. There were enough couples for a square dance which the newcomers figured out pretty.