I’ll see that he gets it.”Mom headed for town and I walked slowly out to the pump house to see how Mr. Simmons was coming along. He had been there... most of the day working on our water pump for the well. The pump was in a small shed we referred to as the pump house. It was about ten feet square with just a door in front and no windows. I knew it would get very hot in there in the summer because we would hide there to smoke cigarettes.I knew Mr. Simmons would be thirsty so I mixed up a large. This material is only intended for adults. All minors should read no further!!The author claims a copyright.Humiliated in Albuquerque by slave shoelicker [email protected] few years back I began a new job that required I relocate to the southwest for a couple of months to the company training center located there. While I was there I met a young girl just out of college who was going through the same program. She had just turned twenty-one while I was approaching thirty-one. . “Anna, I have some news to say.”“Hmm.. Ok”“I can’t ever forget Kartik. I am not able to move on.”This made Vivek slow down eating his ice cream. It is not what he expected. But he listened.“I can’t live like this too. So…. I want someone to look after in my life.”“What is it Vasu?”“I want to have kids. Can you give me one?”“Excuse me, what?”“Can I have your kid? Not that your kid, but ‘your’ kid”The ice cream he was eating slipped off his hands and fell on the ground with this statement. He. My purpose in continuing the story is to provide closure to Don and Maria in their relationship. Castlestone is a tremendous writer, and I must thank both him and also Yellowperil, Castlestone’s editor for some tremendous help. Before he became unable to contact, castlestone had completed two further chapters which he had sent to yellowperil for editing. Thanks to yellowperil allowing me access to those chapters, I have been able to ensure that the story does not diverge too far from the story.