Mom called me to her side of the couch."Come to your mother, my baby girl," she cooed as we sat on the livingroom couch. "Now tell Mommy all about wha... happened." Nothing really. It was the fair. We walked around, played the games andwent on a few rides. It was fun." I said."Did Paul try anything?" Mom asked.I hesitated."Like what? What would he try?" I can't say." Mom!" I said motioning to her to hand me her cigarette. She had mepinned in a corner and this time I knew what was coming."Let me. " I fell asleep almost immediately. In the morning, I had better luck filling a condom, then she was off to work. We met several more times. On one occasion, she introduced me to her son, Jason, who loved my attention. He even called me grandpa. While I was getting serviced by accommodating Nora, she was emptying my wallet. Eventually, I called it quits. I didn't want to be Jason's grandfather, and Nora needed to get on with her life. The next Sugar Baby was, Page, a journalism student who. “I’ve ridden regular motorcycles, but that was on normal streets and roads. I’ve never ridden one of those cross-country bikes,” she told me.“I too have ridden regular motorcycles and even ridden them on muddy dirt roads with shell holes in them, but that was quite some time ago. I believe that we should pass on them for now, and get something easier to handle, something with more than two wheels, so we can spend our time observing the area and not worrying where we are going or how we will get. “Sick people seem to follow noise and light.” He reached for the flashlight and turned it off before refocusing on Ember. “We need to be quiet now.” The scratching intensified. Whatever was on the other side of the door shook the wooden entrance hard and Ember couldn’t control herself. “This is it. I’m going to die. I’m going to die!” Wyatt held Ember close and they waited for the monster outside the shelter to leave. A grueling hour passed and the thumps, scratching and growls from outside the.