He was embarrassed when he awoke in the morning, but I laughed it off and told him to shower while I changed the sheets and washed them, school broke ...up the previous day for summer, so there was no great urgency in making him go to bed that evening, we sat out in the garden, him reading and me drinking whilst listening to music on my walkman, he waited until I got up to go for another drink, then asked me if he could have a can of beer?"Dad used to let me" he smiled "And I am fifteen nearly". No matter what happened between us to cause the break up, (which I still don’t know) I knew what didn’t cause it, the physical part of our relationship. From day one, we clicked. Right down to the point of being synchronized sleepers. We’d lie down at night and our bodies would naturally entwine. And without fail, every night, our bodies would become one, . . . many times. Amazingly, she was the one woman who never satisfied me. No matter how many times we fucked, I wanted her, needed to have. I think I have surprised myself by taking no actions or objections to what he was doing what so ever, which was a clear hint of invitation for him to continue, I guess I was enjoying it as much, may be that was why I overlooked it purposely, but I knew it was wrong, especially in that very crowded public place. I tried to look down on myself, just to see how I looked during his nasty and pleasuring games, mainly I was concerned about other people around me, but luckily, the dress was fluffy. ” Dad continued, “You know grandma just had her surgery so she cannot travel but then you need to bring grandma back here with you.” That night I called my supervisor at her home and explained to her the situation and she thought that as a nurse I would really benefit by being with my grandma. Grandma stayed in bed most of the time as she was still weak and had not fully recovered from her surgery. Greg lived in a fairly small town where he managed a small.