I saved most of my money that year to buy Christmas presents. I bought a very special one for my Mom. I hitched a ride into town, and…’ Marie inte...rupted. ‘You were hitchhiking rides at nine years old?’ ‘Yea, but I wasn’t supposed too. Mom didn’t drive and Dad was always working. The milk truck driver dropped me off in town, and Mrs. Clark and Susan picked me up on the way back. Boy, did I get an ear full from Mrs. Clark until I showed her the Christmas present I bought for my Mom with my own. Behind his eyes one could sense a sadness, a sorrowful secret. Graydon would learn that Patch had been in the "Great War" and had survived trench warfare and poison gas. He returned home never to speak of it, wanting only to forget. Patch abandoned his roots in the Ozarks to settle in the high Cascade Mountain country of the Methow Valley.He survived on a small pension and creamery money. He milked several dozen goats out of a herd of more than a hundred, ran their milk through a cream. Even attempting to hook up to her with my prick buried deep within her while she climaxed had only managed an imperceptible — to her, at least — blip on the radar. Sally had just about jumped out of the bed at the pulse she felt when I tried that. Apparently Nicole's system, screwed up as it was, acted as a kind of amplifier or something. Sally was wobbly for a couple of days trying to shake off the intensity of that aborted attempt.I discovered I was not the only one worried that morning. All. "Mark, James what about you two?" Mary said. "We were going to go hang with our friends tonight." Mark said. " Oh come on, I only got 2 more years till you both leave home and I want to spend time with my to big boys." Both boys looked looked at each other then sighed and said "Fine" as they both went to there rooms.
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