He liked me naughty, he liked me looking sexy. He said he liked me showing off. What the hell, I liked it too. So I no longer owned any underwear, exc...ept for the ‘bowwoed’ ones I had on. My man wanted me that way, I would be that way. There was a gift though. Bill had seen me, now many times. I had seen him too, he somehow was no soft and pudgy doughboy type with his clothes off. He was just big, and thick. Everywhere. The gift? He was to be my first. Not one time in the last six months had he. When Darla turned back to the action in the corral, Joe was standing next to the wild horse. Then something happened that amazed Darla. The horse turned and rested its head on Joe's shoulder. The beast's nostrils flared and fluttered with a sigh. The wild look was gone. The horse looked... serene. Joe ran his hand down the horse's neck and down over its back, petting the large, wild animal. Amazing."Little darlin', if horses could purr, that one would be purring up a storm," Darla whispered to. ?Jonah? Are you Jonah??I was shocked. Until this moment, nobody had remembered me. ?Yes,? Ireplied. ?Did Doug do this to you???Yes. I think so,? she answered. ?He drugged me and Charlie the othernight. I thought it was a dream but now?? She stopped and vomited. Ihelped lower her to her knees and she bent over the grassy area besidethe sidewalk and dry heaved for several minutes. Then, abruptly, shestopped and stood up quickly. She looked at me, confused, then spoke.?Nadia, what were talking. I’d been to national parks and monuments, and some of the most beautiful and romantic places in the U.S. Most of them alone. In the not-alone times, I’d had seven lovers ranging in age from nineteen to fifty-five. But most of them had been for only a night or two.What was the point?A Year and a Half Ago: It’s About the JourneyI remember the first night I moved into my trailer. Maddie came out of the house in her pajamas and robe with fluffy slippers and knocked on the door. It was easy. For a.