"Let me tell you," Mark said, real anger rising in his voice. "Jackie and I used to have a horse, but some asshole shot it, thinking it was a deer. If...I ever find out who it was, he's going to get a flying lesson from about five thousand feet over the lake."Mike started to ask what Mark meant by that, but remembered that Mark had been a paratrooper. This was a downside to living on Busted Axle Road that Binky hadn't mentioned, but Mike had lived in Spearfish Lake long enough that he should have. "What the fuck are you going to do about it?" About? Oh... um... pay it back... I suppose." Oh for fuck's sake..." Mo' said in exasperation, "Jerk my cock Shari." What?" Shari was shocked."Jerk... my... fucking... cock... Shari you are in lala land." Jerk your... ?" Shari said puzzled."Cock! Shari... it's a cock... right between a man's legs... ever seen one?." Yes", Shari shot back without thinking.Suddenly Mo' grabbed her hand and held it to the front of his trousers."Well feel this", he said. In that momentI questioned why I was embarrassed and why I had hurried on down theblock but once I got back to work the other employees had me so busy, Ireally didn't have a chance to give it a second thought. When I got homethat night I thought about the momentary interaction and chalked it upto simply being embarrassed about "invading" their space. This sanctuaryof femininity. Over the course of the next few days I decided to avoidthe bridal salon entirely and either take a different way or. . I usually don't let age trouble me but eighteen was just taking it too far.The first time I saw him it was the night of the staff Christmas party. I had been away on an extended vacation so I didn't know a few of the new employees. The party location was dark and intimate, and dinner was flavourful, diverse and rich. The wine, deep red and full bodied, heightened my senses. That's when I noticed him staring. His eyes danced from my face to my cleavage. I didn't know his age then. I knew he.