Tell me about you and your family and your life. I want to know you."She hesitated and then began telling me all about herself. She was an only child ...iving with her divorced mother. She told me about the music she liked and the movies and what she liked to do in her spare time. It was fun to listen to her and build a picture of her in my head. She told me what school she went to and I almost fainted. She was in middle school. That made me stop her with a question."Alice stop. How old are. “Breakfast?. I’m buying.”Four fit the golf cart. Missy behind the wheel and we were off.This part of Filer Street isn’t ... part of Filer. It’s parking for the two Salmon Charters and the Municipal ... but it’s paved and we were driving on it ... Filer was as good a name as any other. Left on Williams and right just past Loomis. At the green Missy cut across to the alley at Rath and left again.Across Ludington Ave, past Table 14 and Cafe 106. Table 14 was closed but 106’s doors were open .... You moaned as you felt the 3 light tugs that meant ‘I love you.’ You whispered your response back to me. You hands fluttered as they searched for the tie to my trunks. Your fingers fumbled with the string as you anxiously struggled to untie the knot. You eagerly pushed down until my hardness sprung free. You had been reluctant initially, but now, as the sun broke the plane of the horizon, you shed any inhibitions you had brought with you. Your mouth lowered itself onto my erection, wetting it,. Stops at my sneaker covered feet. Pauses, then slowly brings his head up to look me in the eyes. Gawd! he’s sexy looking at me like that. He shakes his head as if to recollect his thoughts but he never brakes eye contact. “Right then. Get your things. Your room is this way. Like I said. You may stay here for (pregnant pause) a while. Until we can figure out our next move” He grabs the pull strap on my hockey bag and the large duffle. I stack a few more bags on it as it rolls past me; then.