One afternoon on an unexpected half day off I wandered on my own down to the bench, I was in the mood to watch some action, and within a short time an...older man walked past, looking directly at me, as I looked at him and smiled.He walked back and went off the tarmacked path and ducked into the bushes.I waited for him to start and when he did I got a good eyeful, as he took all his clothes off and almost stepped back onto the pathway, asking me to come over to him, offering his penis to me, but. “Nothing.” I answered back, pretending to be engrossed in my work in order to avoid conversation. “So why don’t we ever like…talk?” His query was unexpected. I looked up and tilted my head. “I don’t know, Reid.” I felt myself soften up. “Dude, we’ve worked together for like almost a year.” “Uh-huh.” I nodded. “I see you out with your chick friends all the time.” “Yeah.” I replied. “My band, Gifted is always playing. We play tomorrow at The Catch. You should come. I’ll put you on the list. Ill let him live for today."Fine." I say."Here" He says, he pushes her over the ledge of the ravine, I can hear the water below."NO" I shout, he takes off running.I jump down after her, I can hear her falling, I hear her hit the water, I dive in, it takes several minutes for me to find her, she is limp, I drag her to the edge of the water, she is not breathing, and again I know what to do, I begin breathing into her mouth and pressing on her chest rhythmically, I don't know how I know this but. Want a cup?” “No thanks,” Rachel replied. “What have you been doing all this time?” “Thinking,” Karen explained. “I often do this when Bob is still asleep. I go downstairs – usually, I’m not totally naked – and think about what is worrying me. I can usually solve my problems after enough thought and caffeine.” “What’s worrying you this morning beautiful?” Rachel asked her friend. Karen had put on the dressing gown, but it was still open in front, giving Rachel a good view of Karen’s smallish,.