Pick 'em up, put 'em down. Left... left... left, right, left... I smelled the smoke long before I saw the thin oily gray column rising from the ground... As I got closer I could make out shapes. Three big flat bed trucks and one huge one that looked like it might have once been a missile launcher, all now looking like a giant hand had crushed them in its grip, dropped them like dice on a game board and then set fire to the remains.I kept walking. The closer I got the more details I could make. “I’ve read all those tales ofwerewolves and vampires. And I’ve come equipped with asilver bullet and wooden stake!”His laughter increased, “Okay! You win! No more!”Then he continued, carrying her joke a step further,“Just remember, Grandma sacrifices virgins at midnightevery night in the basement!”“Virgins, hmmmmm?” she slid her hand up to the crotch ofhis jeans and allowed her fingers to tease along thesleeping bulge of his cock.. I grew up in those caves, I know them better than anything. You are my lifeline up here on the surface. You were supposed to teach me how to hunt and live up here. Instead, you ran away,” she looked down and mumbled, “just like all the others.”“I’m here in front of you right now, aren’t I? Twice I’ve left and come back as promised, even if it was a bit later than expected. I understand that I’m a bit different from the others who came and attacked you. But I really need you to find some of that. "Right," she said, and pulled herself together. Years of competition-- she had been Miss Low-Till Farming in 1977 and Miss Soybean in 1978, and I had been Miss Cledmore County and come in third at the state finals last year-- meant that she knew how to conquer her emotions and put on a brave face. "Have a wonderful time and find a wonderful boy, preferably pre-med or business school," she said, kissed me on the cheek, and then there was just the clacking of her heels down the hallway.I looked.