" Mommy says that if you share your sad memories, they feel better." Your Mommy is wise Colette." So tell me, what happened?"The old man tried to cont...in a sob, and failed miserably."What is it Grand Pa?" the girl insisted, "You can tell me, I won't tell."She took his hand from her hair and kissed it, "You'll feel better." Yes, perhaps I will; perhaps I will."His eyes, streaming tears, he asked his granddaughter to bring him the glass he dropped,"Bring me the bottle too, and I shall tell you. She took, and he pulled her to her feet. While standing close, he reached out and pulled her close, kissing her hard. Then he led her over to the pull-out bed. She just allowed him to lead her without any resistance.Standing by the bed, he reached for the zipper on her skirt and pulled it down. As soon as the skirt came loose, it fell to her hips, and he pushed past them until it fell to the floor at her feet. This left her standing there in a pair of panties that matched her bra that had been. He was still in love with her so he saw no point to relationships. To him the fucks were just part of the job and he was glad to have them. His daughter Miki knew what he did for extra money and found it amusing. She was twenty-one years old and would begin her senior university year in the fall. She was very happy he did not take jobs when she was home during school breaks. She had not asked him to do that for her, he just did. It was summer vacation when his agent called and said, ‘I know. Your son and another rider, who did not choose to give his name, appeared at my home something over an hour ago. Seth asked me to bring you this. He was most insistent." Mr. Bouve looked very uneasy. He reached inside his jacket and produced a folded sheet of notebook paper and handed it to Mrs. Williams. "The boy told me that you might be worried about him."Seth's mother took the paper and put it into her pocket. "May I offer you some refreshment, Mr. Bouve? It was very kind of you to come so.