"Oops! sorry to interrupt." No problem. I watched it being built. I know it was crap, too. But anyway, I heard somebody hollering. I climbed up on the...rubble and met Nikki staring out of the pile. Had to cut some two-by-fours out of the way to get her out. Gave her a place to stay. Two weeks later, we decided we needed to be together."Ernie added, "Kid had a rough life before Dan." And now life is good. For BOTH of us!" I said."How old..." Jeff started."She's fifteen. I'm forty-one." Oh." Yeah,. For a diversion I turned to the computer and surfed my usual sites to window-shop more clothes and all things that constitute retail therapy without actually making a purchase. Inevitably my mind strayed to sex between women and it wasn’t difficult to find a site that offered videos of just those activities that one would imagine take place in such circumstances. The more graphic of the videos made me feel slightly sick and I felt that this was what was needed, aversion therapy. As I surfed. The drudgery of my days returned and I considered deserting and returning to the farm.I was befriended by a Drill Sergeant. A kindly chap old enough to be my father. Sergeant Ferguson, or Fergie as he was known. He seem to take an unusual interest in me. Which this lonely boy responded to in an almost affectionate way.Fergie was always looking out for me. One night while on guard duty, he came to check on me. I was so lonely and happy to see him, I immediately embraced him. While hugging him. Even when she was in Boston, she’d be nearly 1000 miles away.Several hours later, after a number of glasses of vodka and quite a bit of fruit and buttered bread, not to mention pickles, it was time to call it an evening. Just before midnight, Tanya’s parents said goodnight and rose to leave.“You may join us for breakfast in the morning, if you wish,” Minister Voronin said, “or you and Tanya may have a private breakfast. We will see you for dinner tomorrow evening, either way.”“Thank you,” I.