Even if he was eight years younger than her. Even if he wasn’t yet eighteen years old. Even if he would never graduate from high school. Calix was a...planner. A thinker.A doer.Calix was a leader of men with the mind of a genius and the body of a god. She couldn’t help being thankful he was her man.Her man. He was that, too – sort of. She’d never be his one and only – her dreams had failed miserably there – but then, such had never been a firm requirement. How could it be? She’d been used and. And several of those mummies are what you might call yummy mummies.There is one mummy in particular who always catches my eye. She’s young - no more than 27 or 28, I’d say - and she’s got the softest, silkiest head of red hair I have ever seen. She’s short, not much over 5 foot, with a nice but small chest and legs to die for. And I see her legs, often, because she tends to be either in skin tight jeans or short skirts - either tight ones that cling to her ass or pleated ones that billow and. ”Come here “she said motioning me with her finger “come her and give me a kiss”.She spread her legs wide so I could move up then laid them flat while her hands pulled me closer.”I was suppose to wake you up like that” she then kissed me “maybe next time “she said after the kiss. Then she smiled and gave me another kiss, “I have to use the bathroom “she said then giggled as she rolled out from under me. “God, you're beautiful “ I said to her as she stood up beside the bed . She blew me a kiss. I'm ain't'a going to ruin myself sleeping like that, gettin' dewed on and getting et up by the bugs at my age. Figure I should be smarter than that.So I did some thinking about the times when I was growin' up and decided that I was going to whup together a shantyboat. I did some quick figuring, gave myself enough room to cook, eat, sleep, and shit and came up with a little box 'bout 8 foot square with a 4 foot deck on one end. Took me 'bout a week to nail it together, another day or so to put a.