That must be him I thought. As he smiled at me and I smiled back there was the confirmation.We ordered coffe and sat down and all through I wasn't rea...lly listening to the conversation. I was undressing this man.We had swapped pics of our body parts and here he was all covered up. I was dreaming of running my hands through his chest hair, it looked so soft on the pics.Could I really meet this man and not have the opportunity to touch, carress and kiss his body.My distraction must have been. The churches are full every Sunday, and there’s barely a dirty magazine to be seen in 20 miles. Fishing is still a big business and the men for still dissapear for weeks at a time in the summer. And hunting and fishing are big just as well. Heavens Cove is a town where time has stood remotely still into a slice of classic AmericanaIt’s not to say there arent problems in this sleep hamlet, but like most small towns the secrets are buried and not talked about. There are whispers of. ”“Thanks,” Lynette smiled down at me as she slid off the bunk bed and scurried to find another suitable white t-shirt from my dresser drawer. “Is this shirt good?” she asked as she held up a white ‘Mitchell Blue Bombers baseball’ t-shirt.“Perfect,” I replied and watched as she quickly pulled the tight t-shirt over her head and her youthful, high set breasts. “That shirt is a close match to the Blue Jays shirt. Plus, that is one of my favorites, because I played on that team the past few summers. " I..." And when you fall for some guy he won't stand a chance." I did not seduce you yesterday!" Yes, you did. We could have gone on with our friendship and that would have been that. But, you appealed to my emotions and, I must admit, my lust. I had to help you out one way or another and because I found you attractive, very attractive, and thought it OK I used sex as an antidote." That's a foul thing to say. You're just saying that because I was miserable you took advantage of me." No, my.