Randy walked to my door and knocked. I opened it and it scared the hell out of me looking at him. He was tough looking, but he was here, so I let him ...in, afraid he might make a commotion if I didn't."I'm sorry Randy, I don't think this was a good idea." He lightly slapped me across the face and told me to get on my knees. When I didn't he looked me square in the eyes and said, "I mean it boy."I did as he said, and was face to face with his zipper. "Pull it down boy," he ordered. I did, and. Well, maybe I did, but I also wanted to share it with him, and him not to lose it, and share we did, and no, I never paid the full amount, don't know why as I could afford it. Maybe it was me making sure that he still would feel it was his, but we shared all costs for it as well as me arranging transportations etc. We had a lot of fun with it over the years, and my kids liked it too.It was a very fast one, built for competing, with more layers to its hull than was really needed as his grandpa. ”Mr. Mendoza stopped me as I turned to leave. “Paul, you’re not planning on making coffee, are you?”“Et tu, Jose?” I asked mournfully, to the laughter echoing off the walls of the arroyo. “No, Tom is going to make it before he starts digging. Come on Tom.”“So, what are you going to be doing while we’re digging?” Tom asked as he was filling the coffee pot.“I’m going to spend my days processing the nuggets. I’ll also do some hunting, so we have fresh meat every few days, and while I’m at it, I’ll. I never had any man tell me I didn’t make him feel special when I made love to him… but than they didn’t see me as a whore!’ I reached for my blouse and down to pick up my cut-offs. ‘I’ll never tell anyone what I did… you don’t have to worry about the law coming after you. You can watch me from your window and just remember each time I look up and look at your window.. .it could be you holding me, touching me, kissing these breasts, sucking my nipples like the lover you were last night.. .it.