Karen was ready as promised when I pulled into her driveway at five on the dot. She wore a traditional little black dress. The only thing that kept yo... from staring at her long legs was the scoop neck that had you staring at her cleavage.She was fussing with her hair and makeup as I drove, which kept us from reexamining the end of our dinner earlier in the week. Maybe I was making too much of it.We got to the loft, where my exhausted but happy wife had just stepped out of the shower. Karen. It meant to a larger town about 130 kilometers away from my hometown. The company had good connections in that town and no problems for me to find a rental apartment in a nice area. The sale of my hometown apartment gave me such a fair profit that I could pay my loans and provide me a small buffer.So began my new life almost from zero in a new town. Clean from my reputation of a wild life in my younger days. Not knowing anybody else than those people I worked with gave me a new start. The first. The girl wrapped her arms around his waist like he was a Christmas present sent special delivery.Gallagher had a guilty sheepish look about him that gave mute testimony to his certain guilt. The oldest native tested the edge of his long knife with his thumb making Gallagher swallow rapidly with his Adam's apple rising and falling like a nervous yo-yo.Mrs. Candleford ran into her hut and returned with several trinkets of jewelry from her bag and some cosmetic accessories. The gifts appeared to. But they didn't turn me away. After dinner we sat around the piano singing hymns till bedtime. Mrs. Buckley told Jerry we'd have to sleep in the same room, but one of us had to sleep on the floor. I agreed to let Jerry have the bed. As I laid there in that dark room, so close to Jerry but afraid to move on him. Just as I started to fall asleep I could feel the bed shaking."Are you OK Jerry"? I whispered. " yes" his voice whispered back."What are you doing"? I asked With that Jerry lowered his.