" With that I decided to head back up to my cabin and change before I set out to hunt some grub.I'm not saying I was actually feeling sorry for myself... after all I'd only met the girl twice. The first time I was only another passenger and the second ... Well, I'm not going to say it was as a cold-blooded killer; he was shooting at me after all. That should count for something. Then there was the whole thing about her being only a couple of years older than my daughter which for some reason. "So, be me. Just don't let anyone look too close and you'll do fine." He tried to upend his drink into his mouth again. It took him several moments to realize that the 'Screaming Orgasm on the Beach' (or whatever the toxic concoction he'd been drinking was named) was actually nothing more than pineapple juice."Not very nice, stealing a man's booze," he said, eyes crossing as he tried to focus on what was apparently three of me at the same time.I held up his own tumbler, sloshing it to get his. She ran her hands up and down her back and even cupped both her buttocks through her neatly pressed khaki uniform pants.“Miss Ramsey, thank you for welcoming me into your home. Josey told me you would, and though I was anxious to meet you, I was nervous about it too. I’ve seen you many times around town, at the courthouse, and at different places in the county, but I’ve never seen you like this. I’m glad we finally get to meet in person and in the privacy of your home.”“Honey, you can relax. He appeared to be a good man, who sacrificed much of his own time, talents, and resources for the game he loved. Unlike Devon's father, he was not a carouser, and loved his wife and family. However, he was not a perfect man, and he had his dark side. One that Devon would not understand until he was a man himself, with his own set of frailties and compulsions. Bruce Albright was addicted to pornography. As teens, Jeff and Devon, didn't understand the underlying implications of such an addiction,.