" All right, go on then. But just remember what I said."Hans nodded as he leaned down to pick up his T-shirt from the deck beside him.Yessir, Mr. John...on, I'll remember what you said. I'll remember all the time I'm fucking the living shit out of the hot little bitch. Hans climbed out of the cockpit, trying to keep himself calm, trying to keep control of a great, lewd grin that threatened to twist his swarthy face into some kind of obscene Halloween mask.He leaned over the side, scooped up a. She hugged us both, made some joke about us spending too much time standing in manure barefoot and led us inside for lunch. In California I’d never known how farm people eat. Aunt Buzz was a Principal who also had fifteen acres she farmed. Buzz called it a garden. She had grown up on a farm near Uncle Walt’s. Our lunch was the kind you feed people who will spend the rest of the day with a hoe in their hands or tossing hay bales. My Mom had adopted California thinking and was always telling me. More

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