“Nice old guy,” Cindy said. “Reminds me of Mister Charlie, kinda. But you shoulda seen ‘im change when we got off the ground. I bet he was som...thing when he was young.”“Still is,” Bill said. “Not being selfish or mercenary, but he’s a God-send. We’re sitting in the middle of proof.”“Wonder what his daughter did to upset him?” Haley said.“Guy built his life, the success of his family, on things that she turned her back on.” I could think of other examples that I’d run across. One of the things. He’d been on his way to Fort Benton, going in the same direction I’d been going before I turned around. He had me get back in and steer while he pushed with his truck and got me off the road. Then he gave me a ride into Fort Benton, which was closer than Geraldine. He told me to call Uncle Bob on the way.“I don’t have my phone,” I said.He glanced at me.“I don’t recall seeing no kids with no phone, over the last decade or so,” he drawled.“I left in a hurry,” I said.“Left in a hurry to drive to. Shall we get breakfast? The entire gang is assembling, even the lazy bums who don’t have their first class until 11:00am!”We left my room to head to the cafeteria.“Some people are in love with sleep,” I replied. “Something we future doctors know is silly!”“Have you always been a morning person?”“Pretty much. It gave me more hours in the day when I had an early curfew or early bedtime or there were evening church services. When I was living at home, I’d get the newspaper and do the chess puzzle. It was the only time I lost control of myself and moaned out loud. In that moment, I was happy I had locked the door. Had anyone walked in, the position we were in would have been hard to explain. Me on the desk with my dress wrapped around my waist. You in-between my legs with your pants and boxers at your feet, pounding into me roughly. We grabbed at each others bodies as you fucked me and while I was sure our clothes were becoming quite wrinkled from our hands, I didn’t care. I grabbed at.