There’s something off about this guy, I can smell it.“It’s tempting.”The man moves closer. “Tempting for what?”“I think you know already...” the girl replies, feeling excitement growing between her legs. She cannot resist the compulsion to stare at the erection beneath the loin cloth.Well duh! What’s with all the useless banter? He comes out with an erection and now you’re playing games? I’m not the one needing to be teased and clearly he isn’t either. Plus we already know that you’re not going. When I got back in later that night I was hoping to slip by the living room and avoid that drink with the landlady and her husband- I was quite the callow young man and I dreaded such social situations to be honest, But my entrance had not got unnoticed and as I approached the stairs Brenda came out of the front room and greeted me warmly. I was quite shocked to see that she was not dressed in her day clothes but was now wearing a long flowing peignoir. I think I blushed as I gazed down at her.. I obviously wasn’t around for the rest of this encounter so I had Erin write what happened next to best describe it. James and I jumped on the quads and headed out. It was a very short ride from our home to the beginning of the trail network nearby so we simply rode rather than trailering. I lead the way. Knowing what this ride was really about, I had a couple of locations in mind and took a meandering ride so as to not be too quick getting back home after doing what we were really heading out. Do you miss her?" Of course I do," David insisted. "What about Alice? Or the girls, or all the people she's helped here?" Precisely. She'd made a difference. Instead of merely being a competitor in an ongoing game of one-upmanship, she'd found a place where she made a difference, and where she could find acceptance. I think that's what she sacrificed herself for. She wanted her death to mean something. She wanted it to count, to make a difference. If she could ensure that the rest of us.