In the next two aisles he was notable by his absence, perhaps he'd gone...but no by the milk section I saw him, his eyes steadfastly fixed on me as I ...pproached. I averted my gaze, my mouth was feeling dry. Was I being stupid, I was a 53yo woman , I'd seen men of every conceivable age, been intimate with them, why was this one man bothering me so much?\parHurrying on I finished my shop, the mystery man stood and watched as I picked some frozen items, his eyes focussed on my boobs as I bought my. "What ya want with me?" I want to talk with you."He reluctantly opened the door and Gina stepped into the ill lit and dank motel room."What's this all about. I ain't done nothing." You call beating up and raping Kim White Feather nothing?" She's my fiancee." Not the way she tells it."Gina saw the emotion swell in his face and eyes."Damned bitch. Did she sic you on me?" No, as a matter of fact I volunteered to come talk with you. I wanted to see what kind of man would beat and rape the woman he. This wine is from my dad's factory actually." I rejoiced inside: a conversation topic! "Your dad owns a factory? That's cool." "Not really." He shrugged but smiled. "It does mean I get free wine though. I was forced to work there every summer as teenager though." The conversation flowed as freely as the wine from there on - we discussed parents, jobs, university. It turned out he was 3 years older than my age of 21, the same age as Seth would have been. That was the only time I thought of Seth. The old timers had been bragging about thier conquests of young boys like Johnny and Tom all night and had made it clear they would fuck teh young boys if they got the chance. The last hand of the night was when it happened.There was $5000 on teh table and the old timers went all in. Johnny had a full hosue and was sure he culdn't be beaten but didn't have the money. So he made the bet. "I don't have the money fellas, what can I throw in to cover the bet?" he asked. The two old men smiled at.