Which made it a lot more fun to ride. I could cover the whole downtown of County Seat in a few minutes which left me to ride out into the county.When ... got back from the ride, I took a bath in the claw foot tub, then dressed for the day. I wore jeans and a tee shirt. My small breasts stood up so I didn't bother with a bra. I went into the county for the once a month flea market at the old drivein theater. Why there had ever been a drivein theater located in Warren County, no one ever. She’d been alive 60 years and was reflecting on where she’d gotten to.It had been mostly good with a pretty ordinary childhood and public school education where she met Roscoe, her husband of over 40 years. The classic boy and girl offspring were now out on their own and producing grandchildren. She’d had miscellaneous jobs, none of them highly skilled, over the years. Her sex life, never very much beyond vanilla, had come to a halt three years ago when diabetes took her husband’s ability away.. I lay on the floor in front of him, gazing up at him in awe and fear. It took one step and was standing over me looking down with its black eyes. He sniffs the air, with his mouth open, drawing the air in through his mouth and making popping noises with his teeth.I got to my knees and begin trying to crawl away, he grabbed at me, tugging at my robe. I snaked myself out of the robe and got to my feet frantically trying to get into the kitchen where I had hid the hunter's knife my dad gave me. I. You hug people who’re hurting, right? I hugged my hurting friend. Sister. Daughter. Human being.“It’s gonna be okay, Deena. Really. We’ll work it all out.”“You think so?”“Yes, I think so. I saw your birth certificate. Who’s it list as ‘father’?”“Dad ... Your husband...”“So as far as the government is concerned, you belong here, okay?”“It’s ... KARMA!!!” she sobbed, like she’d just received a revelation. “‘Cuz I had sex with Dad’s WIFE...”Okay. One of us being upset over this was plenty. I’ve.