" And I hugged Dan as hard as I could. "Thank you for being here for me." Thank you for being here for me, too, little one," he said. "I needed rescui...g as well, you know." He kissed me, starting on the farthest out freckle.I came straight out of the funk I'd gotten into. "We don't have time for the freckle inventory now, Dan." And I kissed him and didn't stop. Neither of us did for a while. I could get used to Dan being unemployed.He's not, though. His laptop has half a dozen projects going. I found the petrol brush cutter and fired it up I had an old Uni T shirt on from a past Rowing tour it had my nickname on the back “ Plumbs” I was thinking I hope Helen doesn’t ask me why “Plumbs”I started to cut away at the grass about an hour later I had made a broad path down the middle and needed to refuel switching off the cutter Helen was making here way towards me“ Jeez you’ve done really well Jack” Helen had changed into white linen shorts she had a pink mesh vest on and a white linen. You weren’t really my mom, of course, but we didn’t know that. And since Anna and I were just a year apart, we had many of the same friends, she dated some of mine, I dated some of hers, and Anna told me that the guys she dated sooner or later always mentioned how hot you looked. You were the MILF.”“What’s that?” she said.“The mother I’d like to fuck.”“My goodness, they were just young boys!”“Boys will be boys. I used to jerk off thinking of you.”Our eyes were now locked. I rubbed the bottoms. Never mind, I said to myself and just got back into the car. It was still a long ride to Florida.Simpson looked dopey within an hour. "You sure you are feeling okay?" I asked."I'm fine just talk to me." There was a further lull in the conversation then he ask. "Did you ever kill anyone?" You ever been in the military?" I asked him in return."Not in combat," he replied."Then the easy answer is I don't really know. At the time I wanted to kill someone badly, now I kind of hope I didn't," I.