I awake about seven-thirty. My classes start at eight-thirty which leaves me plenty of time to get ready. As I'm having coffee I receive a text from m...y babysitter, Lori already. It says, "Okay, I'm leaving my house at ten-thirty so I ll be there at twelve-thirty or so. Don't make me wait for you, buster, or else."I reply, "Okay, Lori, I'm up and ready."In the fifth and last class of the day before the weekend I think of her and her arrival. It s nearly twelve-thirty now the class is almost. ‘No, it will be fun and Bob is going to be round at your place tinkering with cars and drinking beer, or whatever it is they get up to’ she gushed ‘and we don’t know each other all that well, this would be a great chance to really get to know what makes you tick.’Melody pondered for a couple of days about whether it was a good idea to go, but told herself that Sue had no way of knowing about just how well Bob had got to know her in recent weeks and had decided that it would be nice to be out. She's 'sposed to be m'wife's servant girl. Got her for almos' two more years, pretty little thing. Got a mark on her face. Ain't looked at her papers lately. This here's '81 ain't it?"I nodded."Two more years," he said. "C'mon. I used to have a real apprentice, good boy, but he runned off and joined the army. This here girl can do most all he could save the liftin'. Doubt if she goes seven stone." She learning' to be a smith?" I asked as we rode slowly back to his furnace.'Sort'a, anyhow, she's. . no, it was a beautiful face. He smiled down at me as I told him to lift my dress over my head. I raised my arms and he pulled it over my head. When my head was completely covered he stopped and held me with the dress over my head. I couldn’t see a thing! I couldn’t move he held me tight. Then I felt my feet leave the floor and he lifted me up like I was feather. He kissed me hard and long!He stuck his tongue into my mouth and it was long too. Everything he had was big, and we stayed like.