We were both going to Catholic Schools, he at an all-boys school, and me at an all-girls school across town. The reason I was in an all-girls catholic...school was not because I was Catholic but because it was only thing my mom could think of to do with her out of control daughter after already having moved two states away to get away from my past indiscretions the year before.He was s senior and we met while working on a joint school initiative to create a trivia competition for grammar school. As soon as she took it I pulled her slowly closer and we started dancing. Both of us were swinging quite well. We had a great time dancing together when we celebrated Rohan’s birthday a month back.But this was a different dance altogether. Just the both of us moving and swaying to some lovely romantic numbers. She had her hands around my neck and I had mine around her waist. We had forgotten about the rest of the world. Whatever distance we had between us when we started dancing had already. With Juanita now able to get around some on her own, all of the group with military training were taking turns at guard duty. Sarah had even joined Junior a couple of times, learning what she needed to be able to pull a shift herself.Junior sat on the wide front porch, a steaming cup of coffee in hand as he watched the sun come up over the ripening wheat fields. He had spoken with Doug Moore the previous day and they had decided to stay long enough to help get the wheat harvested. Well some of. Now I got crazy, knowing that she had used these items with him.So; one Wednesday afternoon, knowing that I would be busy until late in the evening, George picked my wife up at our house.My sexy Ana was wearing the rain coat and heels; nothing else. He drove her to the local shopping mall and, after parking, they went inside. George explained that the rain coat barely covered her buttocks. Ana was walking along a few steps in front of him, the stilettos clicking loudly on the concrete. He.