Today was the day and hopefully tonight, she would become a woman in every sense of the word. Tonight, she would give her future husband the most prec...ous gift a woman could give a man besides her love: her virginity. She locked the car, hurried up the walkway and opened the door, dropping her keys on the side table as always and stopped in her tracks. Was that … a noise? She set her purse and the flowers down, her head cocked to the side as she listened for and heard the muffled noises again.. I had 24Hrs R&R coming up in next week so I got myself an early bus tickets back to Rio, and I got a reservation ona motel in downtown; The motel is about 20 Km from my home. I arrived 2 pm on Saturday; I then sent my mom a text messagesthat I am in town, and I wonder if she would stop by when dad out bowling ?. I didn't any get reply messages from her, a totalsilence. An hour before Dad took off to bowling, I decided to call her cell but then again no reply. I am totally pumped out atthat. " Did you end things with Beth or did she?"I could not imagine what that had to do with anything. "Mutual consent. We never officially sat down and said 'we're stopping now' any more than we consciously decided to start. We just don't." So if circumstances were different, you would still be seeing her?" I have never understood that question. If circumstances were different, circumstances would be different. I don't know what I would be doing. Probably not. She's in college in Boston, I'm here.. You know the basics, hold a rake and use some effort and toss and pile the fuckers into a massive heap behind the shed. Then done. Well it seemed too much to ask of both J’Arnie and Hamish.The blonde basketball star was well intentioned as per usual. Hamish had the big broad leaf rake out of the shed and had determined on a plan of action. You know the tactic, pick a spot to pile the fuckers where they won’t blow around, look where they are thick and clump them and rake big piles together..