”“So I’m different from 80-odd women? How?”“If I could explain that, I’d have answers to quite a few of my questions about my life. I don�...�t know. I just know that you are. To be frank, there was only one girl like you ever in my history. She was back home in Milford, Ohio, near Cincinnati. We used to get together regularly, like you and I do. There was no plan for a long-term relationship, but we cared deeply for each other.”“So what happened? Why did you break it off?”“She wanted to date. " "I know dad. I'm not a little kid anymore. I'm not going to whine about a little sunscreen," she said as she rolled her eyes at me. "Plus, I want my skin staying nice and smooth, and not like," she looked over at some older women with leathery skin, "them." I laughed and leaned back in my lounger to enjoy the heat of the sun on my skin. I tried my best not to oggle Tiffany as she love rubbed the lotion into her skin. Her fair skin had taken on a bit a red hue from the heat and shined in the. I finally decided to send her a decent pic as there was so other way out and test my luck.A full day passed and I didn’t hear anything back from her and I realized she didn’t like me. Out of frustration, I wrote her an email saying if she didn’t like me then she could have had the courtesy to let me know. I quickly got a reply back saying she replied to my email and that I didn’t get it. She didn’t even mention anything about my looks and simply said I looked nice and shared her phone number. He was not looking at her sexuallyso much as he was sizing her up as a woman for thefirst time. He was impressed, but he forced his eyesaway.***Mikey sat through another boring day of school andanother monotonous bus ride home but he managed to getoff at his stop this time. It was Friday and he hadthought up a plan for this evening's entertainment. HisMom was going out, and he had a night of fun planned.The woods behind their house ran along the back yardsof every house on the street.He wasn't.