Earp', and other comments the rest of the week at school. They were dying down by Friday, though. I had just started shaking my head, and smiling at t...hem.I thought the O'Hallorans had been overstating how hard putting up hay was. Boy, was I wrong! If anything, it was the opposite. We worked from sunup to sundown the first day, and only filled the barn about a third of the way. The work felt good, though. The only problem was that I was using muscles I didn't even know that I had. I worked as. “Go for it”, Carl interjected, spotting his opportunity to get rid of Petra and the shoes. With that Mary-Rose left the bedroom and headed toward the bathroom and ran the tap.Petra was sweating now under the bed. That was a close one! Suddenly a pair of eyes appeared looking at her. “We’ve gotta get you out” said Carl. Petra nodded and slid herself out. She dragged her clothes out from next to her and furiously started dressing. Carl, had clearly lost his earlier smooth composure. “Fuck me”,. Friday evenings we were allowed to go,out so after dragging main street like every k** that had a car we drove to,our favourite remote spot by a lake and in the dark stripped off, Burt and I were going at it in a full sixty mine with me on top when a female voice interrupted our fun. “Hi guys. Enjoying your selves?” It must have looked strange as I glanced up at the familiar face of Tracey Evans over the head of Burt,s monster, a broad smile painted there. “What do,you want Tracey?” I asked,. Staring back at me was a man who looked so in control I hardly recognized him and I wondered just when he became so mature. My heart swelled as the admiration I held for my son only grew by the minute. I ordered a glass of wine and sat sipping it, enjoying Tom's company as we awaited our food. Prior to that evening I had thought of him as my little boy, yet I learned so many new things as we chatted. I marveled at the depth of knowledge he possessed on so many subjects and could not recall a.