No surprise there, especially if she truly was still a virgin, just as she'd now told me she was.She laughed, perhaps seeing the expression on my face... "Don't get me wrong. I'm not exactly saving it for anyone in particular, or for anything special. It's just that the right guy hasn't come along just yet. I want my first time to be special. To mean something. And I want it to be with someone who knows what they're doing, who will take their time with me. After all, I am still nervous about. You're the first man to 'do' her granddaughter and I'm setting things up so you'll be the last. D'you know how common eighteen year old virgins are?"He had a blank look. I don't get 'im often. I have him right now."Well, buddy boy," I said, laying it on thick because it's fun when I do that, "the official stats I read said only 38% of eighteen year old girls are virgins. I, however, think I go to school with a bunch of slut-puppies and I'd be surprised if it was one out of six. You got lucky.". One of those little tickling shadows of thoughts lurking in his mind, told him that one day this would be his wife."Mr. Raymond?" he asked the man."Yes?" Harold Raymond?" Do I know you, son?" the asked, clearly confused."No. We have never met." How do you know my name?" the man inquired.David looked at him with a hard glaze on the man's face. "That's not important," he said. "What is important, is that I have a message for you."Harold Raymond turned and faced the young man standing next to him.. It had been a moment of weakness.After starting a small fire and preparing a quick breakfast she decided to go hunting for the morning, it was an activity she loved and it always seemed to calm and focus her.She collected her bow from the hut and took off at a bit of a jog towards the pool and waterfall.Alie knew she didn't need a large animal as she had just finished cutting and smoking the deer meat the day before. With this in mind she decided to hunt Gebins. Unlike the deer they did not.