Once we had demolished the chicken, her aunt brought out eight different pie slices. We agreed to pass them around so everyone got a taste. I felt the...e was a three way tie for the best pie. I love pecan pie. They made theirs with an oatmeal crust, which made it very different. The other two pies I liked were a coconut custard pie and one I couldn't believe. It was a pumpkin apple butter pie with a gingersnap cookie crust. I would order it again, for sure.Harper and I got home around ten. I. "Not if you want to talk." she agreed, I stared, her hair shone a silvery gold in the moonlight,"Is your apartment far away?" she asked."My car is in the parking lot over there," I explained."Ok," she said, "Can you take me down Wal Mart, get me a blouse or something?" she asked almost apologetically."Sure," I agreed, "Here put my jacket on."She smiled nervously, my black jacket, her red brassiere, the moonlight, she read my thoughts "No not on the concrete!" she said, "The grass maybe?" My. Mrs. Farr is average height, curly brown hair with some gray. Big warm brown eyes. Freckles, on her face and chest. A small pot belly and maybe her ass was nice when she was younger. I think she was in her mid fifties. We had moved every year for the last six years. Some schools placed me in honors classes and others placed me in with the slow k**s where I was bored to death. That moving around a lot and being in a different school every year is why I was eighteen and still had a year of school. She liked my kisses. As the event ended she came to me with her daughter and introduced us. Brenda told her that if she got in trouble to come to me and I would make her troubles infinitely worse. Her very cute daughter Penny giggled. I kissed Brenda’s cheek and she whispered, ‘That makes four.’ I went home happier than I had been in years. We did not see each other again for nearly three weeks. It was a Thursday afternoon and several of us had gone to Doris’ place for the all you can eat.