Sensing a problem, Ken immediately ordered the crew out of the trench and went to find Tony Rossi. Rossi was already on his way over to find out what ...as going on, having seen the men scrambling up the two ladders to get out. When Ken explained what he had seen, Rossi went down the ladder to see for himself. He was bent over to get close enough to smell the dirt. Although he was not conscious of any odor, he had a sixth sense that told him there was one.Suddenly, with a rush, some shoring. Joyce side-stepped, "Why don't you put your things in the room and come down to dinner; it'll be ready in five minutes." I've got time to change?" asked Dawn."Yes," said Joyce, making a mental note to turn down the grill a notch to give Dawn a few minutes more. She side-stepped and headed downstairs.It was lucky she had turned down the heat as it took Dawn slightly over ten minutes to put on some lipstick and change. 'Though,' Joyce thought, 'it was worth it.' Dawn didn't so much as enter the. Over the next few days I kept calling and she kept making up excuses for why she couldn't talk. I couldn't sleep at night thinking about her. My appetite was all but gone, and I hated myself. Slowly I stopped myself from thinking about it. but it was always in the back of my mind. Two months later I decided I would just write her a note and leave it on her door. She wanted nothing to do with me, but I at least wanted closure. I wrote about how sorry I was. I told her I was going through a lot. She didn't want to leave Bobby and Dawn but remembered his warnings. She stood up and walked over to Cutter who stood by the window. As she walked, her son Bobby couldn't keep his eyes off the smooth curves of his mother's ass. The raging power of teenage puberty took over and without warning, he felt his cock grow hard and press up against his pans. Bobby tried to stop it but it grew to full length. He quickly put a pillow over his lap to cover it. Cutter noticed the action.When Debbie reached.