Is that all you have on your mind now, is sex with me?”“Not all the time, Mom. I do have to sleep sometime,” he joked.She began to unbutton his ...hirt. “Make it a fast one and no jerking off like you’ve done before. I have plans for several of your cums at the Haywards.”“What about Dad?”“What about him? I know he’s having his own fun at Borden. Why can’t I have my fun here too?”“You like him, don’t you.”“Like whom?” she tried not to smile.“You know perfectly well who, Mr. Hayward and I’d say. We were always a couple since we grew up together. Kind of best buds I guess. We always talked about getting married, having a family and a farm of our own. When we were older, we had sex, and she felt good. I still remember how we went down to the holler and swam in the pond naked. Then there were the times in the barn on top the hay bales. She was quite the filly. I really never pictured life without her. I didn’t go to college because I was going to help Dad and Mom with the family farm. My. I was going to shoot out the end of the curl before the wave came apart and buried me in the washing machine. I switched to goofy foot, for me, right foot forward, trying to showboat. In a blink of an eye, my board abandoned me. The monster wave ate me and pushed me down into its gullet, right to the bottom. Before I had time to get my bearings and kick up, the next wave pounded me. I was trapped in the bottom of the most dangerous surf of the year and that's when I discovered I didn't need to. "Good morning, Anne," she said quietly. "Stan's gone back to sleep. He'll wait up for you tonight. I'll sleep in the spare room, but I'll stay up as well — I want to hear how your first day went!"Anne almost fell into a chair at the table. "Monday, the 15th of January, 2007. The day I fell apart." Elbows on the table, she held her head in her hands."A day that will live in infamy!" Denise giggled. Anne looked at her through her fingers like a child for a moment, then couldn't help but follow.