"I'm not rightly sure but I think somewhere around sixty to sixty three".I'm only fifty four and she looks ten times better than I do, I thought. Oh, ...well, I just might as well humor her and get it over with.Over the next few weeks every day she was there when I went to breakfast. She would sit down and we would talk about the newspaper reports and the stories that were on the morning news shows. And each day when we left to go walking she would make sure that I decided on the route and we. Okay, I confess, as much as possible, I tried to give her answers and comments that reinforced my position. I could tell that she expected that, but that was what any girl would have done in my position. I could just do it better because I knew beforehand what kind of answer she wanted.Basically, she wanted to know if I was after her son for his money. I was able to show her that I had as much coming to me as Bud did to him. Also, she wondered if I was attaching myself to Bud to replace my. How nice.Except, I'd made it while ogling Lee."Yes, Sarah, I know the Cute Boy hum. However, that's not the sound Imade. Mine was more of a 'I'm happy' hum." Say what you like, Peej. I know the CB Hum when I hear it."I conceded the point. Mainly because I knew there was a damned goodpossibility that I had made the CB Hum. While staring at Lee Taylor's ass.Sarah and I went inside together for once. Apparently Chad had a dentistappointment this morning and probably wouldn't be at school until. That was the high point of the afternoon. We rode south for eighty miles. The idea was to avoid riding the underpowered bikes through the mountains, so we headed along the coastal highway. Four hours later, I found myself following Marty into a mom and pop motel outside of Myrtle Beach, SC. The tourist season hadn’t ended by that time, so we could only book one room. The owner and Marty came to an understanding quickly. It was based on Marty’s willingness to pay for the overnight storage of our.