.. that?" I asked."Honey, everybody knew about that," Mom informed me."I didn't," I countered. "I had no idea until she told me today." Your father an... I kept you ... insulated ... from that sort of thing," Mom confessed. "We knew you had potential and we'd seen too many kids from around here fall prey to drugs. But, yes, everyone in town knew that Mickey and Bev Larimer grew pot when they lived here." Still do," I said.I heard Mom let out a strangled squeak. My mother, as with many educators,. ." Forget it.." I cut him off. I went back to my bedroom to get dressed. When I came back out he was already mostly dressed. I tossed him the keys to his truck and opened the door to let him out. He looked at me and I considered letting him walk the mile or so back to the coffee shop but it was starting to get dark. I grabbed my keys off of the hook and followed him out and down to the car. We drove the two or so minutes back to the coffee shop in silence and I pulled into the parking lot next. James pulled my head to his own and kissed my passionately back, the hunger in his kiss and touch, told no lies, and I knew the mutual passion we had harboured for so long, was about to be born. He tasted so, so good, and in the warm glow of the fire as he kissed me his hands started to caress my body sending shockwaves throughout me. I pulled back and sat up, smiling at James, looking him in the eyes as I pulled his t-shirt up over his head. Finally, here he was in front of me – so close. His. She looked up into my eyes and I could see she was having trouble starting. "It's ok", I assured her. "You can talk to me about anything". Then she smiled slightly and began."I want to know what's wrong with me", she half whispered. "I go out with a guy for awhile and then he dumps me". "What am I doing wrong"? She was starting to sob softly and she covered her face with her hands. I leaned over and hugged her gently. Her body stiffened slightly as I tried to pull her closer to me. "I'm not.