Fast forward and there I am at my son's matriculation day at University. I sit i the student's bar, drawing glances from the young men who are meant t... be our future, when one catches my eye, a beautiful boy, there was something about him that struck me as both familiar gave my tired loins a kick start, 'Deliciously fuckable', crossed my experienced mind, as he looked back at me, a tad longer than was considered respectable, and I smiled back, hoping my own son would be delayed long enough for. He set it on the floor and then quickly moved putting himself between her and the fireplace. "Look lady this is our place and you're the one that broke into it and not only that but you're using our fire place and the wood we gathered for this afternoons' drinking session."Bree's eyes darted to the mantle then back to the boy. "Don't be silly this is an abandoned cabin, it doesn't belong to either of you."The bigger of the two boys took off his jacket and reached into his pocket and pulled out. "I wanted you to be more than one of my toys." Her face probably revealed her confused thoughts. "More than one of these sluts!" His arm sweeped above Leeza and Deb.It was Melony's voice that interrupted, she had slide from the couch and was kneeling on the floor the same position as Deb. "Dirk I want to be one of your sluts. I wish to be your slave?"He spoke into Loni's eyes, which never came off his, "See what I must contend with? Your friend Melony has asked me that same question every day. " Never heard that before," Beall said. "Now why'd he do such a thing." Thought the left hand did the devil's work. Some preacher at one of them tent meetings must'a said something about the evil side or some such. 'Sinister' was the word he sometimes used. Said the boy had a sinister hand. Old Lem he'd to go out and be saved 'most every time one of them revivals came through here. Then he'd go right back to the drinkin' and cussin'." Mother's dead right about that. Lemuel liked them meetings.