Dark... ever so dirty... night."I could feel his body stiffen and he drew in his breath sharply. "What the fuck," I heard him murmur with sudden shock...and confusion. I knew he could smell it on me then. That unmistakable scent of sex and the aftermath of sweat and semen. In the darkness of the night I could smell it too, in my hair, and on my skin, still wet on my cheek and beginning to puddle in my soaking wet red thong as my legs splayed out to grip his thighs in the front seat of the SUV."I. Early in December of 1971, Jay was released from the hospital for a six-week convalescent leave to coincide with Christmas. He drove home in the sporty 1970 AMX he had bought earlier that year. Susan Jean Jones was the daughter of an older couple that had moved out on State Road 415 near his parents’ house. Susan’s father had been hurt when a stack of eighty-pound boxes of cabbage fell on him and put him permanently out of the picking business. Social security disability was affording them a. Mom had left half a dozen of them on my dining room counter/table. She often made them for Uncle Keith so I didn’t mind. Truth was they were great with peanut butter smeared on top. The also stuck with me until after lunchtime.First productive thing I did that morning was to empty the trash in the campground and replace the black trash bags. I checked to be sure no one else had left. Since all the other cabin/tents all looked like they were occupied, I moved to the Circus Tent to remove the. " She nodded."Yes I suppose you should. Will that upset you?" I had my answer ready."Yes and No. I loved Jennifer, but I realise now that I wasn't in love with her. She was a good companion, kept the house clean and neat, but looking back I think it was more her being a good housekeeper and cook with fringe benefits." Len went on questioning me."How did it happen? I mean this sterility thing." After Doc Jones had given me the bad news I had thought about it and I could place it exactly."Do you.