"Harold was moving toward the pile of coats on the boot bench, "We need to go, as I have to make sure I'm ready for you in the morning. Just because y...u have an infant doesn't mean that you don't still need to visit with me on Sunday."Martha informed us, "Bring the baby and sit in the back. If he gets fussy, take him into the baby room. It has a big window so you can see, and speakers so that you can listen to Harold go on, and on, and on, and on." Enough from you, you preacher's wife. I expect. It is based on a ‘true incident’ with a lot of embellishments. All persons, names, places, events, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places, events, or descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence. That is, except for the ‘urban myth’ about a sleep walking football frat brother and his abandonment in another town. It starts a bit slow so please be patient.. This story contains scenes of kidnapping, non consensual exhibitionism,. ’ ‘Haven’t you heard of cell phones?’ She laughed. My god Dave a nineteen year old virgin, you sure know how to live dangerously.’ She grinned as she sat down beside him. ‘Your sex life will kill you if you don’t watch out.’ Dave grinned and looked at Carol she was Mandy in ten years time, her slim models body had a maturity that made it an instant horn maker. The proof of that statement was between his legs where his cock had forced its way up towards his belly button. They sat together. ’ He took a deep breath and pushed his desire down. He told his arms to let go of her and his legs to take a step back out the door. ‘Okay.’ She averted her eyes and bit down on her lip as she closed the door between them. When he was driving out the big metal archway of the property his phone dinged. He stopped to read her text message. ‘Sorry. I want to, I just don’t think it’s a good idea.’ He felt hurt and rejected, but he could also see that she had done the right thing. ‘It’s fine. Let.