I will leave that in your hands; you would never do anything to hurt those girls." Patrick, I am so sorry. For so many things. In a large part because...I have never been there when either you or the girls needed me. Maybe not never, but close enough to make no difference. I will come back to that in a minute. First, I want to deal with the greatest injustice I have done to you, one that is unforgivable." Patrick, honey, I love you so much. I have never loved anyone as much as you. I know that. Meet Lee.... I have no videos or photos left of Lee, so let me try and describe her to you. She was.... A bit odd looking. Hey! not in a bad way really, she just looked....Different She was taller than most of the girls I banged, at least 5'7 and had dark hair and features, maybe some Italian in her. She wasn't ugly or fat, but she wasn't skinny or beautiful either. How can I put this.... She was.... great at 10 feet. Not fat or plump, just husky, and had an odd voice. Almost a Fran Drescher. They’d already piped the water over to the site from a windmill and had the water tank full.They used two of the steam tractors to pull the derricks, after Smitty built a set of steel dolly wheels for them to roll on. It was a long slow trek with the steam tractors creeping along as the men sat on the frames of the derricks or rode the fenders of the tractors while they talked excitedly about drilling their first oil well.Joe’s shoulder was almost completely healed from his two gunshot wounds. We went from making out to feeling each other up in just a matter of weeks. On the way home every night, Jen and I started talking about what was going on with each others relationships during the make out session after band practice. She wasn’t afraid to ask for details about what we were doing or to tell me what she was doing. Jen knew that I lacked sexual experience and wanted to help me out since she did not. Our talks would get pretty in depth as she instructed me how to get Andrea going.