I couldn't fight him. But I didn't return his kiss."You aren't dirty," he sobbed. "You're a victim. You're a victim because I'm an ignorant asshole. T...is is my fault. I fucked up in Vermont. I had trouble dealing with things. Unfortunately I didn't realize what was important to me until you left. I won't let you go again."I smiled at him. I really do love him."Yes you will," I said calmly, reasonably. "It's worse now. This past weekend ... well, it's worse now. You can't love me now. You love. “Oh, it’s already five? I still have a lot of work to get done and I don’t have much going on tonight, so I think I’m gonna stay for another hour or two and try to stay caught up.”“Well, if you don’t have anything to do other than work, why don’t you help me get home? I’m new to the city so I don’t know the subway very well yet.”Ellie cringed at her candidness. She knew she didn’t have the most exciting life, but it still sucked to hear someone point it out to her. She stared at her monitor. By finding a place on a bench in front of the general store and sipping an ice cold Coke while shooting the breeze with the old men, I found out that the original stone had come from a quarry within the county. It had been active off and on for many years but the last time it had been active was now over 35 years ago.After a lot of inquiries, I found out that two old men, long since retired, had worked in the quarry in those last days. I found both of them hanging out at a picnic table under. "Well, I'm no fool and she was a pretty young woman so I replied, "Yes, I guess I would," and I pulled up a chair and sat near the foot of the bed.She raised her legs again spreading her legs, I saw her panties looped around her ankle and she began rubbing and fingering herself as she looked at me."Mmm, yes, I like having you here watching me do it. Can you tell me if you like watching me, tell me if you're getting hard?"Well, seems like my friend is pretty open about things, more so than I am.