I then said "Hey Amber is it ok if I comeacross and maybe we can talk a little?", she was so in need and she said "sure, I would love for you to come ...cross cause I need you to do a favour".I hung up and went and took 3 big shots of Whiskey and went across.When she opened her door she was wearing her bath robe and I had on my jeans and T-shirt.I went in and sheasked me if I can fix her shower and I was up for it knowing very well what is about to happen.My heart wasracing and I was a bit. Ragged fragments of cloud raced across a dull, lifeless sky in the early spring gloom. Snow lingered in patches on the low hills surrounding Nespelem, an Indian community on the Colville reservation, site of the Chief Joseph Cemetery.Despite the fame of the great chief interred there, poverty and neglect made the cemetery site a rough and barren scene. Slender white wooden crosses, many tilted or fallen, marked untended graves. Some graves were marked with carved headstones; many more were. For me it began at the beach. I was down at the beach with a few mates one day after work. The beach was a fair way from any town. We all had our surfboards and we all had our towels and whatnot. I have never been physically attractive nor have I ever been in top condition regarding my health. I was chubby but not overweight, I had a fairly decent amount of upper body strength. When we initially arrived at the beach, I spotted some hot girls that were sunbathing to the left of where the cars. Once the meal was over, we retired to the lounge and I opened yet another bottle of wine. My wife sat on the couch, and seemed a little uncomfortable when Tony sat down beside her but after another couple of glasses of wine she began to relax. I sat in a chair across from them and as we talked, Tony went into the spiel we’d discussed, saying how lonely his life was since his divorce and how he missed female company. He said he envied us having such a happy marriage and how lucky I was to have.