Instead, I want to remember a special person that I had met in January of 78...The owner of the farm that my grandfather and I lived on always hired m...grant workers at the first of the year. Usually, older men who would come work the year on the farm and send their money back to their families then leave around December. This particular year he would hire three.After dinner from time to time, my grandfather and I would walk down to the workers living quarters. There the men would get into card. She ran her tongue across its tip in a circular motion causing it jump slightly. Then she attacked the ultra-sensitive flesh under its rim bringing him fully erect. Then, as a guarantee, she kissed it, then slowly took about half of it into her mouth. Sucking lightly, she bobbed her head up and down, her tongue flicking back and forth across the shaft. She knew it was as hard as it was going to get. She reminded herself that the last thing she wanted to do was bring him off this way, the whole. ” “Ah, but remember, darling, how many years ago it began. It hasn’t just started now. We’re catching up, Jo. We’ve got a lot of catching up to do...” I went through the rest of the evening in a blissful daze, with a feeling that somehow all my senses had been sharpened. My spicy chicken casserole seemed to taste spicier, my favourite craft beer seemed to have more than its usual tang. Most surprising to me of all was that, when I took my tablet off to bed with me, intending to continue reading. Ignoring the heavy wooden door, I instead removed the charm from my wrist and pressed it firmly between my fingers. It glowed briefly and then extended outward into a ten foot pole, small inch long bumps alternating up the sides every foot created a ladder of sorts. Leaning it against the wall and onto the trellis above the lintel, I remove my waistcoat, carefully roll it, and secure it to a loop on the back of my vest, then begin my climb.As I ascended the ladder the vines on the trellis began.