You look around, there not much here. Some plastic chairs, a table. Your plates are mix and match, well mor mixed then matched after all you are just ...etting started. How can you have him come over.That night I eat alone and think of him just a few feet from me. As I listen to the tv I can hear his playing ESPN.Now as I lay in bed there is a scratching on the wall. As I sit up in the dark listening the clock saids that it's 10:30. There it goes again and a whimpering. What could it be? Now it. What comes over me.... I don't know how to explain it..."He smiled and we hugged and kissed. Then we said our good-nights and went to bed.And that's been the way it's been ever since. He's pretty judicious with his use of what I call his super-power. We almost never have sex without it. And that sex is beyond wonderful. Once in a while if I'm feeling out of sorts, he'll give me a snap and I have to say, it almost works better than usual. We didn't really argue or fight much before, but we. I bought it from an old woman, whose husband had died. They bought the truck because that's what country folks did when they retired. It had 60,000 miles on it. Except for a few dings in the bed it was perfect. Of course the paint was ruined from constant exposure to the sun for five years. It also had lost a lot of paint due to red dirt that blew like a sandblaster whenever a strong wind came through. My point was that it was a good size, and in good shape, but it just wasn't especially. People could take advantage of a woman, under this circumstances. She was asking me to help her to find a room nearby me, as she was my sister or relative.While we were talking, everybody else left from our group. The lobby was not crowded as earlier. I again approached the person in the counter, requested him to arrange me a room. The guy told me that I could have a very small room without attached bath, but the price will be double. I accepted the offer. The room was in 1st floor, in poor.