But a discussion about my self-consciousness wasn’t what I had in mind. “Matt, I dunno how to say this so I think I’ll just say it.” I looked ...nto his eyes, worried and self-conscious of the truth I was to speak. “Matt I’ve never done any of this before.” A confused look flashed across his face before the smile replaced it. “Amy its ok. The first time I slept with my coach was really weird too... and he was a guy.” The widening smile on his delicious lips betrayed his joke. I can’t believe. Jamal had had to undress her and tuck her into bed. ***** Gardening had always been a source of comfort for Shirley. It had been so since her early years when she would join her mother in her big garden within the grounds of their farm house. Even during her teenage years she never lost her desire to help something grow, and her doting father had left a corner of the property so “his little girl” would always have a piece of land just to plant whatever she wanted. Although her current house. It didn’t take us long to get everything stowed away and the fire crackling in the huge stone fireplace. I went and started the diesel generator that was supplied, fuel and all, by the cabin owner so that we would have light and refrigeration for the food and beer.When I came back in, Jim was just hanging up his cell phone. “Well, that’s one less mouth to feed this weekend. Brad can’t make it,” Jim said with a grin, “he said his Jeep wouldn’t start but I think he’s full of shit. Probably so. His days running covert ops taught him to be prepared for anything."Spare the rod, spoil the child," he said through gritted teeth. "Sorry, Marcy, but your granddaughter broke her end of the bargain. I'm afraid she signed your death sentence." The silver Streamlight came to life, revealing an empty chair. Two pairs of metal handcuffs were arranged neatly on the table. "What the..." The beam swept the rocky room. Mitch nearly choked when he realized that the single barrel shotgun was also.