When he was younger, he asked several times what the cemetery by the riverbank was all about, but the only explanation was this: washed up people. Just act like I am a regular girl.”
To encourage me, she took one of my hands and placed it on one of her breasts. Remembering the throng of crosses in the little cemetery by the river, Liam’s grandfather didn’t ask any more questions and ran back. I didn’t even know how I got that high. I had always read about ambrosia. I moved my hips a few more times and ejaculated into her magical depths. I hope you want to have sex with me?”
“Of course,” I stammered back, and she pulled me after her into a meadow by the side of the road. On the way, I was always wondering if I was following the ramblings of an old man who drank too much juniper whisky starting too early in the morning.
