’ Mona and Brenda pulled the wagon while mom and Joyce were steadying the wagon on the side and pushing while I had the rifle slung over my shoulder... and was pushing the cart from behind. We pulled into the old garage and I slung the rope pulley and hung the dear mom and I carefully skinned it. The skin stretched the skins they would make warm clothing. We went in the house and were warming ourselves by the fire and I was feeling Joyce’s ass and she just looked and I said you girls all did well. She asked me for a squash match, our favorite sport of bygone days, so we met at the local sports center. We had a pretty good game, fought like two tigresses, and didn't give away a score. When taking a shower, Bea watched me, actually stared at me, when I undressed. Yet when I caught her eye, she flushed and looked away. We left the center, had a coffee, and went back to our cars. Something was on her mind, but she didn't tell, and I didn't ask, too personal, I thought. She hesitated, toyed. I was scared, though it was an indescribable feeling, it was one that made me feel good as well. I joined my institute and used to go home on holidays etc. Each time I was there she would shift her bed next to me. After her first year, she needed to go to a lab in another medical college to get some samples for her research paper which was part of her MD.She asked my mother, whether she can get me to accompany her as it would be safer rather than travelling alone. My mother agreed, so when I. No sense having a hang over for nothing. I walked out front stopped to light a cigarette and started for my car. Got to the alley beside the bar and a guy walked out zipping his cutoffs.. “Hey, anything going on in there?” He asked.“Nope, dead as can be, quiet night.” He was oddly dressed, had on a white dress shirt, not tucked in and a pair of cutoffs which were cut very high. Bare legs and dress shoes and socks.“Well no sense wasting my time, hey do you want a beer I got some in my.