I made a pot and he and I sat around for an hour or so, waiting for them to wake up. I knew him from back in high school. He was two years ahead of me...but we’d played on some of the same teams. We both played football, but I was a wrestler and he was a baseball player. I heard stirring in the living room and Julia came in. I sat her down at the bar and got her a cup of coffee. She was acquainted with the sheriff and they talked a bit. ‘Julia,’ he finally got around to it. ‘I hate to tell you. In those days theater admission was $5 per person and my dad plunked down a ten at the window. The old guy looked at dad, cut his eyes to me, and then went back to dad. I was young looking and he had to have wondered if I was hustler or something. After a second or so dad says: “Oh, this is my son on break from college. I thought I’d introduce him to your fine establishment.” The guy looks back at me and says something like: “Have fun, kid” and then hands dad the tickets. Evidently, dad had. It was such a lovely day they went out into garden and got out the sun chairs. My room looked out over the back garden and I could hear their laughter. I was getting really fed up, stuck here with them having all the fun. I went over to the window; I could see them but unless they looked up they wouldn’t know. I remembered them all from last year and I started to feel horny, remembering being forced to strip and being spanked by each of them. Facing the house was Helen, a very attractive blond. “Some men I date just talk to be talking.”I said. “What kind of men do you like to go out with?”“I usually date men a few years older than me but i’ve never dated anyone over about twenty-eight,” she said. “But you’re different. I’d date you.”I wanted to ask why but didn’t have the courage. She must have seen the question in my eyes because she continued.“You’re handsome and seem to have your life together,” she said as she placed her left hand on my arm and her right hand on my right leg just.