I didn’t understand. Here we were, my babysitter and me, the both of us naked on my bed. And if that wasn’t enough, my sperm was still coating cer...tain parts of her body. Now this looked bad for me, but for her as well, I thought. My parents had hired Debby to look after me tonight, not to have wild sex with me.“But my parents,” I sputtered, “they’ll be here soon! What will they say when . . .?”“Hush,” Debby gave me a reassuring smile, “they won’t be mad.”Whatever my parents’ response to this. “I know I’m supposed to find it somewhere here…” Ashli put her hand on Milton’s shoulder and leaned down next to him. “Yeah…” The sweet aroma of Ashli’s perfume filled Milton’s nostrils. He glanced over at her unbuttoned dress and caught a glimpse of her naked and perky left breast. One again he felt his penis straining against his underwear. Wow… Milton was mesmerized by its shape and how luscious her breast looked. “But I…” Ashli looked over and caught Milton looking down her dress. With a. "Time to move on," he muttered to himself.The next few days passed in a blur of shabby motels and small eateries along the road. He was sorely tempted, many times, to stop at the bars or saloons he noticed, lit up with dying spots, as he drove by in the evenings, but he knew the danger of driving drunk. He would not travel down that road. He didn't relish a night in jail for drunkenness.Ted passed a sign announcing the Nevada border and on a sudden impulse decided to vist Las Vegas. The lights. I will treasure them.’‘I want you to delete them.’‘Why?’‘I made a mistake. I thought you were my husband.’‘What made you think that?’‘Long story. Just delete them please.’“Okay, come for a coffee with me. The buffet car is two carriages down from your rear.’‘I don’t want to see you.’‘How will you know that I have deleted them?’She realised just how stupid her thinking was.‘You will want to see me delete them in front of you, won’t you? I could say they are gone and still keep them.