I was a deputy here for a years or so. The state police borrowed me to be an undercover drug runner for a local dealer who was a major distributor. Af...er a year we shut his ass down. Then the state had to hide me out for the year it took to get the subjects of that investigation to trial. They hid me in a game warden job at the edge of the the great dismal swamp.Believe it or not we got involved with some other drug dealers, and I got hit by some flying Cypress tree splinters and lost almost. I saw some red flow into her cheeks and knew I was on to something. “They are very nice.” I finally said. “What? My tits or my hips” she asked.I laughed a sly, sort of nervous laugh. “Well, now that you mention it, both actually. Although,” I paused and craned my neck a bit to look around her “you’re ass is nothing to forget either.”She smiled and shook her head. “I don’t believe you just said that.”“What?” I answered cautiously. “I can’t believe we are sitting here talking about my a$$, t!Ts. The only way I could describe her was plain and ordinary, she wasn’t an attractive woman, but neither was she ugly, she might have a few excess pounds on her frame but wasn’t overweight in the least.I went up to her to introduce myself, she took a freshman syllabus for the semester from her briefcase and gave it to me, she explained that we would look at different styles of writing throughout the year, but to start with, we would be reading and doing assignments on one of her favorite books. I. Sandra was about 7 years younger than me and I always thought she was very cute, a little chunky, but very cute. We sat and talked for a long time. After about 30 minutes I noticed a familiar face in the crowd behind and beyond Sandra. It was Jan. She looked lost but was wearing a dress. I was trying to listen to Sandra but Jan kept getting my attention. Sandra noticed that I was looking at someone else and turned right as Jan sat next to her. Sandra and Jan hugged one another so I assumed they.