I was not able to drive anymore or rather I didn’t want to drive anymore or run anymore. I didn’t want to run from myself. I didn’t want to run ...rom my feelings. I didn’t want to run from the lust that gets generated inside me when I see a guy.I was not like this before. Or maybe I was hiding myself. Maybe this is the real ‘ME’. But now I won’t hide myself. I stopped my car on the side of the road and opened the door. I moved out and allowed the raindrops to wash away all the fears from me:. " This is highly irregular." she muttered as his file came up.She blinked when she saw the date of the original claim and the dates of the list of payouts. The file was for a seventy-five year old man. She looked at Bob, who was obviously in his mid twenties."Mr ... Winkle ... is it?" she asked.He nodded."May I see some identification please?" she said, her voice level. There was all kinds of fraud in the insurance business. This man was trying to get them to stop making payments to a man he. It was not a good combination.He'd stayed sober all winter, after his second session in the Schick center last fall. But his woman, Robin, was off in Denver to a horse show and Gerry let him run up to Warm Springs for a couple of days with his family.On the way back to the ranch, he'd had to change a tire. It was hot, sweaty work, in the high country of the eastern slopes of the Cascades. Then a little further, his old pickup had overheated and he'd hauled water in a small jar from a creek 50. . goddess was too tired from the long journey she sat on the sofa I was kneeling infront I undo her shoes then had to liks her feet covered in sweat as she was too tired I was told to clean the house and she went off to sleep.. I did as she said cleaned the home made lunch unpacked her luggage and putted the dirty coltes for laundry .. when I was done I was kneeling beside the bed looking at her.. she looked so beautiful calm and quiet at sleep her black hair silky hair was touching her cheeks.