I was home one evening with Mom, Dad and my sister Kay when the phone rang. Village sex I could tell Dad was really pissed of. I was afraid Dad would start showing his ass right there and I sure didn’t want to be there if that happened. He suddenly looked up and our eyes met. He was right, the lake was load with fish. I started pumping up and down and as good as it felt it was not quite like when I had the soap on it. Never very friendly but that was the way most everyone was it our community. The funeral home did a good job with Uncle David. My Dad worked in a factory about three miles the other side of our little one horse town. He would read some scripture, read what he called the sermon. Once when taking my bath and one or two more times after I went to my
