How could I still be so horny after the perfect fuck? Well, it would have to wait. I was a girl on a schedule with an 8am call time and I was now unde... the gun thanks to our little t?-?? in bed. Good thing I had packed the night before. One thing I forgot to do was to put my undies in the dryer after washing them the night before. I had come home from my 2-week long work trip to Italy the night before and had just dumped my entire bag in the washer. I really didnt want to wear wet undies, and. Yeah, you sound, um ... older." Thank you!" Tabitha said and I could hear her smile. "So ... Do you wanna like hook up or something?" Uh..." Like ask me on a date?" she asked, teasing me with a soft laugh. "Or did I totally scare you away?"Child prostitution? My mind reeled in seven different directions. Tabitha sounded cute as hell, even sexy, but ... Sixteen? That's the age of consent where we live, but if I got caught what would it matter? She still went to high school and I admired teenage. I retrieved the shovel from inside the door, pulled it shut, and made quick work of clearing the snow from in front of the door so we would not track it in.Jenn's first words were "Would you PLEASE get a fire lit in the stove." I may have overdone it, because a half-hour later it was toasty warm. Jenn had proudly shown Lee our cabin, while I was busy with the stove.After I banked it for the night, I said, "I'm going to bed. It has been a long day!"I started up the stairs, with Jenn and Lee. But that’s another story for another time.”Brookpark, Ohio. 1970. Another time.Saturday afternoon.I was watching TV in my bedroom. I saw rapid movement in the hallway outside my door. The old man had flashed by and into my parent’s bedroom. The old man never moved fast. Ever.“Uh, oh.”The night before I’d gotten the old man’s shotgun out of their bedroom, loaded it, stuck it out the side door, and blasted it into the night toward the backyard. My parents had gone out for the evening. My older.