As I stood in awe at my wife suckling our newborn son to a breast fuller than I had ever seen on her, I could not help but to think our wild sexually escapades were now over and more than likely would not return. Looking back, we should have more than likely never have gotten this far. What a wild trip the last ten years had been.
This story starts ten years ago when I had graduated from college and moved to Texas for my first job. With a degree in milling science, I knew I would have to start somewhere small and that is what I got. A feed mill in the middle of central Texas was the first and as it turns out only place to give me a call in the hundreds of resumes I sent out my last semester. A job was a job and while it did not pay very well, I was happy to get the job. I said good-bye to my parents and family and in early June arrived at my new home with all of my stuff either in the bed of my truck or in my converted stock trailer.
My new employer had sent me a list of houses that were available and I got the cheapest one I could find. It was not in the greatest section of town, but nowhere was very great in this town. I arrived after a long 700-mile drive and was very tired when I got to my landlord's place. I paid my first and last months rent got my keys and directions and headed off to my first place in a new town.
It wasn't much and I was too beat to do anything so I grabbed my sleeping bag and headed inside for some sleep. The next morning I started to unload my stuff and that is when I met Amy. She was a carpenters dream, flat as a board, and was very chatty. She told me she was 13 but would be 14 next week. Her mom worked two jobs and she had an older brother who had just join the Marines and a younger brother who was handicapped. Her dad had left them years ago and she said that was ok, because he drank and hit her mom a lot. I was thinking would this kid ever shut up. She made herself right at home, helping me, without be asked, nor wanted, with bringing in my second or third hand furniture and soon we had the place set up. I thanked her for her help and told her I would be seeing her and made her go home.
The next morning was my first day at work and while I knew it was going to be tough, I welcomed the opportunity to show what I could do and start climbing the ladder. I got home and was beat. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and went out on the back porch to have a drink. No sooner had I sat down then Amy was at the fence and talking again. I had to figure out a way to get rid of this kid. I asked if she would like a job, but if I gave it to her, she would have to stay out of my hair, but in a polite way. She asked what kind of job and I said mowing the lawn. She thought about it for a bit and said yes and that was the start.
