“R-Ruthie, do you want to stay on top, or would you like to be on the bottom instead?”“If you promise not to crush me, I would like to be undern...eath. My Mommy said either works, so do what you want to me, please?”I took her arms pulling her chest to mine and rolled over easily and now she was looking up at me and was kissing me as I began very carefully controlled thrusts, watching her face contort to all kinds of fascinating expressions.“If we ever see each other again after this week, we can. Some of them were about why I was at the high school when I was fourteen. I explained, trying not to sound like I was bragging or like I thought I was better than anybody.Several girls asked about me being married. "Are you pregnant?"I stretched my arms out. I weigh a hundred and five pounds and Dan and I walk several times a week or ride bicycles and we used to swim every day. I'm not fat. "I've been married since November," I said. "Do I LOOK pregnant?" Then why're you married?"I smiled,. I chuckled and smiled as she began to eat. She had no idea how adorable and loveable she was. It's like, every time I'm with her, I fall in love even deeper than before. After we finished eating, we settled down on the sofa to watch some movies I had brought along for our time here. Jenny decided that since we had three days to play, we could relax today and go outside and explore tomorrow. I wasn't going to argue since I wanted to cuddle with her anyways. She rested her head on my shoulders. We met with Sheriff Dunton in his office at 11AM. The adrenaline had worn off and Vicky and I were feeling wrung out from hours of tension and a lack of sleep. The sheriff directed us to a sofa and pulled up a padded chair across from us. Vicky held my hand. She was trembling and I was trying to stay calm. The sheriff did his best to put us at ease, but in real life, no one shoots three people in the middle of the night and then feels relaxed the next morning. ‘First of all,’ Dunton told me,.