" Nah, she deliberately misled you wherever she could." Bitch." Yeah." We were both smiling. "And she made me stop you from asking questions today." I...noticed." I hope so. Best job I've had in ages." Oh, good. So ... why did you move away?" Well, there was a bit of a family fight. Grandad's family had some legal papers that said the farm belonged to them. In the end, once both our grandparents died, we packed up and left." Shit. But if that's the case, how come we are here now?" We like it. During those years I came to appreciate a good deal more about Hannah’s than her bosom. She was indeed, and still is, a very attractive woman, but my early interest in her focused on the birthday and Christmas presents I received from her. I can recall the first time became aware of Hannah as a sexual being. It was a warm Saturday afternoon and I was about thirteen years of age. I had long made free of Hannah’s house – oddly it had never been Ted her husband’s house, but always Hannah’s – and. 00 pm but it felt like about 7.00 at night and, even if the rain stopped now, it would be too cold and slippery to attempt to walk to the car. Far better to settle in and make the best of it."I think we're here for the night, Mom." I advised her, "This rain doesn't look like easing and, even if it did, it's probably too cold and dark to head off. Did you bring your cell phone? Might be a good idea to ring Dad and tell him what's happening and that we are OK." Mom nodded at this and turned to. I was shaking a little. I was experiencing something Ihad never dealt with before.Shortly after I got home, I heard a knock on the door. I went andopened it and saw my father staring back at me. He pushed me aside andclosed the door. He looked me over with concern in his eyes. I knew Ihad let him down. I tried to put on my best face, but I was stillshaking with a grimace on my face.My father let me know that he had heard about my incident at work. Hewas not pleased. He told me that I had to.