.. to warm yourself... if you want to...”The girl hesitated, unsure. She suddenly realised that she was with someone she didn't know, alone with her...in her apartment and... “Yeah, right,” she thought to herself, “You're not in some Hollywood B-movie. Stop being so paranoid!”“If you are sure you don't mind...”“Not at all,” the woman replied as she took the girl's shoes and hat. “Take your time, relax. I'll put some coffee on.”Above the wash basin was a large mirror and the girl studied herself. It was 7pm and he was hungry. He told her to get dressed in something “presentable” and meet him at 8 in the lobby. She was going to ask him whether she should come down in her girl clothes when he said “make sure you’re wearing heels”. So she knew. She immediately panicked. There wasn’t enough time to make sure she looked perfect. But she knew there could be no excuses. Daddy had been clear about this before the trip. She was to pay attention and do as he said. So she began to put her makeup. Only recently I had occasion to cross the modern-day replacement of that old wooden bridge with my wife of many years and told her about that day. I’d really like to get back under that bridge and re-enact the occasion, but the little willow-lined stream of that day runs through a subdivision now, and the willows are gone. Well, I’d still like to do it. High School came then with no lessening in my jacking habits. Naturally, like all male homo sapiens, I began dating and in those days of. My sister Dedra was born two minutes before me, officially making me the baby of the family.We were a close family. My parents were hard working and they instilled their work ethics into us all. By the time I was twelve, I was working with my uncle on his farm, making a hardy living, for a twelve-year-old. When I turned sixteen, I entered the workforce and work as a Stocker at a local supermarket.My sisters all grew up to be beautiful young ladies. All four were very popular. They were all good.