When we arrived it was deserted, the lovers had gone and the place was ours. Mom looked at the town below, the odd car made it’s way along the deser...ed streets. “Your dad brought me here the first night we went out,” she said quietly,” I let him make love to me, he was so gentle and hansom”. Tears formed in her eyes as she spoke, I reached out and pulled her to me, her head lay on my shoulder and I stroked her auburn hair, the tears kept coming and I gently kissed her eyes. Her hand reached for. To which I said “Oh really, so what were you fantasizing about?” both of us knowing I love her fantasizing about other guys. “Well,,,, it wasn’t you, and it wasn’t some of those hot football dads peeking over their wives shoulders taking looks at my sweater, it was those football players down on the field”. What did she just say? Was she really interested in those young guns down on the field? So I had to ask “All of them baby?”. She took a moment and said with a coy smile in the dashlight. It was that second thing she asked - was he married- thatgnawed at him. Why ~wasn't~ he married? For all his academic successes and amazing professional accomplishments,he felt he hadn't started living yet; everything was theoretical. Hishead was either buried in books, gazing at computer screens or sittingin hotel rooms watching old movies. Alone. Always alone. 'This is it, my last field job,' he resolved. 'After this, I take auniversity position, settle down, fall mad in love, have. She had on a pair of worn mustard colored platform heels, her striking slim legs being the center of my focus as she slithered her way into my car. Her shoulder length brown hair framed her pretty face and her almost singlet like top had the print of the American flag as it's design.Once she had buckled herself in, she began giving directions. This time I listened, but it didn't take long before I was sneaking glances at her hot little figure. She was definitely around half my age, old enough.