And as also invariably happened, she showed up at my door, prescription in hand, and asked only that I pay for half of the abortion. I was only too h...ppy to comply, thanking God for Roe v. Wade and a woman’s right to choose. I was always highly in favor of that – not through any inherent nobility, only for my own fear of responsibility. I was grateful that a woman could look at me, look at her swelling womb, and decide ‘bad idea.’ I describe all this simply to point out that I was in no way an. I was eighteen and she was twenty. She had just broken up with her first lover, a somewhat older guy who was insisting on getting married. She wasn’t ready yet. Too much life to explore first. It was our third date and she asked me to drive my van to a private spot. She was horny. Was she ever! I got laid in three different positions before she was ready to go home.We dated steadily all the time I was in college while she worked. After a while I couldn’t get a date just anytime I had an. FUCK – I had fantasised about HER long enough! This just wasn’t right!“GET ON YOUR KNEES YOU PERVERT” … FUCK – I never imagined she could be THIS dominant! – she’s only 14! … but on my knees I got – thinking ‘I’ll turn this to my advantage in a minute’ … thing is – it WAS to my advantage already – just not QUITE in the way I’d anticipated!!“YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO CHILD-MOLESTERS IN PRISON …” she asked (I assumed) rhetorically … I didn’t answer … she kicked me squarely in the bollocks! …. Now. After a few moments, he looked over the touch ups, and with compassion in his voice told her, "There we go Andrea, all restored. I know your Momma Annie would be proud of you today. You are the prettiest maid of honor that ever was." Thanks Mr. Weatherly," she replied as she choked back another tear. "It's still hard to believe she's gone."He looked at the lovely maid of honor dressed in her lavender gown. Lynn affectionately cradled Andrea's chin and said, "I know honey, I know. We all miss.