Mutti schaute über die Schulter zu ihrem Deckhengst, machte ihn auf meinen Steifen aufmerksam und meinte, dass sei doch was für Katja. Sie fragte be... Vater nach, wo meine Schwester denn sei. Vater stöhnte auf und sagte: „Die Kleine leckt mir die Klöten und das Poloch, ohne dass ich sie darum gebeten habe, aber es ist herrlich. Mutter rief nach hinten: „Katja, sag mir bitte genau was du da hinten machst“ Katja antwortet ihr: „Mama, ich lecke dem Papa am Sack, es klatscht so schön wenn der dicke. That’s what’s dangerous.”“Gotcha. That’s nice, too.”“Women I’ve had sex with before, there were a couple of standouts. They would come to mind more frequently than others. I don’t think they will any more. I think you will.”“That’s nice, too.”“You don’t really know what I mean, do you?”“Maybe not.”I decided to be both blunt and honest. “I mean when I get home and go back to work and wake up in my bed alone, I won’t be thinking about them.” She turned to look at me, perhaps to judge if I was. Clothing will drop suddenly.’ With an impish smile, she said, ‘What happened to the prim Sunday school teacher that used to live here?’ She’d never desired a man’s company so much. ‘And I’ll do anything to keep it… Oh God, forgive my covetousness.’ Time with Sam was like getting reacquainted with an old friend and finding out you still click, still complete each other’s sentences. ‘And he’s funny.’ Her smile began to hurt. Those are the ingredients for love, and she’d told him so. The ‘L’ word. “I haven’t seen you before. I thought I knew everyone in town. Are you a tourist or did you just recently move here?”I shook my head, tossing my long brown hair. “Neither. I was born here in Manistique but we moved away when I was two. I come back in the summers to visit my aunt and uncle, the Heitmans.”“Oh yes, I’ve heard of them, but never spoke to them. Tell me your name, sexy. My name’s Leif, Leif Erickson.”I laughed. “My name’s Ellen. Your name’s not really Leif Erickson, is it?”“Yes it.