"No." She smiled and laid her tiles down alongside 'grimes' to make 'around', 'ma', 'er' and 'so'. She recorded her 15 points."You looking forward to ...ome extra chores?" she asked me and my dad.I rolled my eyes. I looked down at my tiles. I squinted, as if that would help me form words better. I was just starting to rearrange my tiles when I saw it. I added on to 'ma' to make the word 'malignant'."That's 12 points I said, plus 50 for playing all seven tiles. My mom smiled and shook her. Relationships were almost preordained because it might have been a couple of days walk to meet another woman his age. Jesse and Osborn grew up together and went to the one room school house at the crossroads that also had a church and general trade store. As they reached a social age Osborn sailed across the lake on Sunday after church to meet Jesse and sit together in the parlor alone. The private time they had together was only once a week but, little by little he advanced his romance. Slowly. I went back to my Rover and pulled out my camping equipment. It didn't take long before I had my tent up and my cooking area arranged. When I felt that my new lodging was adequately prepared, I pulled out my chair and headed for the beach.A dune separated my camp from the beach. The ocean itself was about three hundred feet away. I had no idea whether it was high or low tide. I knew there would be plenty of time to learn all the nuances of my new surroundings.The sand possessed a fine texture. Me: Wow, how did you wind up in the shower. Len: The only thing I can figure out is that when I stopped breathing and struggling she untied me and hauled me into the shower, turned it on cold and at full blast and left my apartment. After I got moving a bit I noticed that the water going down the drain was a pinkish color. I was bleeding from my rectum. And of course it hurt like hell, it felt like it was on fire. I panicked a bit and got out of the tub and sat on the toilet. I wadded up a.