We managed to catch a number of fish whilst we fucked once more then it was time to pack up and head for home. Once home, the fish cleaned and supper ...was eaten the phone rang and I was invited to an old girl friend,s house to celebrate my birthday. Jo and I had enjoyed an on and off relationship for a year though we hadn,t seen each other since I went for air Police Training three months previously. I,d missed Jo a lot though we,d exchanged a few letters. I fantasised asking her to marry me,. That left me and Trevor alone. ‘Wow … you have an autographed Babe Ruth baseball?’ ‘Yep. My dad left it to me.’ ‘COOL!’ He looked around further and found my walls covered with sports stuff. Lots of things were left to me by my dad, who was the biggest sports fan ever. I, on the other hand, like sports, but I don’t let it consume me. Trevor flopped down on the wine-colored sectional and eyed all the electronics. ‘You must have 100 remotes for all this, Mike!’ ‘Almost!’ I laughed. He was a. She does for a few more hours. It is morning, almost nine o’clock when she stirs as she hears Donald enter the room again.She feels her stomach growl a little, and hopes it is not audible. It has been so long since she last ate anything. In her excitement of finally seeing Donald again, she only had a piece of toast at breakfast yesterday, and then about four crackers with cheese at lunch. And there hadn’t been time for any dinner with all that happened since she got here last night.She is. We matures see the world for what it is and these kids, sorry, young aspiring adults at seventeen, actually listen when I pipe up. No one has ever listened to me. It's unnerving. But on the quiet the lads question me. For all their worldly-wise views, they are still as scared of approaching possible suitors as I was at their age.But I didn’t have to face being roasted on Facebook, or Instagram or whatever the hell they are using if I had gotten it wrong. The result, long dark nights tucked up.