I had assumed at least to that point of having known Patti as I had become to know her, that she didn’t know all that had happened to me up to that ...oint of time, and was I ever wrong in that!Because as she stood over me like that though hell standing up she was barely taller than I was sitting down.But then and there she told me she knew everything! That Bastard of a Brother of mine had told her everything!And in writing this story and what was said and told to me by her, I may leak out a bit. ‘What am I going to do if she doesn’t feel the same way about me?’ He looked around and saw a couple of deer off in the woods. ‘But, I guess Fran was right, I’m probably not the only guy who thinks Abby’s a knockout. If she found someone else and I never had a chance to let her know how I feel about her, I’m not sure what I’d do.’ He pulled into his driveway, signed off with operations, then put his patrol vehicle in the garage and went into the house. Abby was making dinner tonight, but she. ‘Rachelle, I think I’m hungry how about you?’ Robert asked squinting as though he had to visualize his words. Rachelle smiled jumped up walking across the room. That’s when he noticed she walked sexy both coming and going. She was still naked. She was walking back towards him when he felt the need to use the men’s room. He got up neither cared they were naked. He remembered the directions from early in the night. Once done walking back he seen she had opened up the French doors he followed her.. Carol said, "Thank goodness; I was getting tired. How can I get more tired on a bike than you running? I'm not that unfit because we've only been using the car for a week, and you've been using it too." I just like running, I guess. Talking to you is nice too. It makes the time go quickly."On the way back home Carol tapped her bike's speedometer, and said, "You've kept up this average speed, about 13 miles per hour, for about an hour, and you don't appear to be tired. Could you keep running.