For a good twenty minutes Gail and I step from one color of circle light to the other. At times she would stop and look behind her as if she was being...followed and at such times I would quickly dodge behind an imaginary tree or duck behind a bush. To keep our audience interest she would occasionally bend forward as if peeping through the under bush or she would squat with her thighs spread wide. I too made sure that when I duck down the audience had the best view of my butt or groin. We held. She was just recently orphaned when her daddy the retired judge had been back shot by a cowardly unknow gunman on the street below our hotel window.My Hilda took an instant liking to the young female and had already tasted her fresh feminine juices as I availed my self of her tight rear door in a semi-conscious state after the ambush of her father. I felt no shame at my presumptuous uninvited entry because I knew the girl was nubile and willing despite her swooning state of mind.I felt. He got into trouble fighting other kids and eventually his father remarried and continued his police career. To control Greg's rage his father enrolled him in boxing classes and he became a champion boxer.His father then took a new job in my hometown. From that period I knew mostly everything as at that time we were' joined at the hip' as my folks always said. There were no real amazing insights until Greg Sands joined the Army.This is the part of the report that everything became clear to me. "Hi" I said."Oh so this is the Mechanic you keep on about, she likes a bit of rough, likes to be slapped about and abused," she fluttered her eyelashes, at me flirtatiously, "low self esteem you see, not like me." she continued, "well at least she used to, perhaps if you are her sub you would like to fix breakfast."I walked out to their giggles and titters and headed for the kitchen, there were plenty of eggs and some bacon and I quite like cooking a girl breakfast as a reward for a pleasant.