Secrets Behind Those Eyes

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my jeans and stuff on a chair. She
     picks up her now shredded panties and looks at me. “Really you
     couldn’t give me the opportunity to slide my panties down. You had
     to tear them off.”
    “I would have torn more off than that
     had we not moved fast enough.”
    She slips her dress over her head sans
     panties. As I reach over in the closet I keep a few clothes in.
     “I’ve got a couple of extra pair of boxer trunks in here. I know
     how you like wearing my underwear.”
    “Nope I think I’m going without
     panties just to torture you. I may even stop by the grocery store
     on the way home.”
    “Um no. You can run around here with
     no panties all you like, but you are not stopping anywhere on the
     way home.”
    “Well I might take your argument more
     seriously if you weren’t standing there half hard and butt ass
     naked.”
    “Oh I can be completely hard in just a
     second thinking about you with no panties under that
     dress.”
    “Come on. Get dressed you perv I have
     to finish my sketch.”
    I finish getting dressed and walk out
     where she has picked up her sketch looking over it. “Wow that is an
     awesome sketch.”
    “It’s Button and his
     momma.”
    “Baby that is beautiful.”
    “Well I still have some shading to do
     and a few corrections here and there.”
    “You are so talented.” She shades and
     sketches for a little longer.
    Then she looks over at me. “I have a
     strange question. Why is there a bathroom out here?”
    “Well. We get really nasty some days
     out here. Like if we have to help a cow give birth or when they are
     sick. Things like that so it’s easier to shower and change out here
     than me going all the way back down to the house or Nelson having
     to ride home that way.”
    “Oh well that makes sense. I figured
     it was something like that, but I didn’t know.”
    I hear the barn door open.
     “RYDER!”
    “In here dad!”
    “Well hey Scarlet.” She waves back to
     him. “Here I need you to take this down to Nana.”
    He hands me a brown grocery bag full
     of fresh cut okra. “What the hell dad? Where did this come
     from?”
    “Mr. Beck ran into me at the post
     office and wanted to make sure she got this.”
    “Oh yeah he’s got the hots for
     Nana.”
    “Ryder.” Dad sneers as Scarlet
     snickers.
    “Hey I’m just telling you what she
     told me. At least the okra is better than the homemade hooch that
     Mr. Fitzgerald sent her the other week when I ran into him at the
     feed store.”
    He shakes his head. “Good Lord. That
     woman I swear.” I start laughing. “Just take the damn okra to her
     house.” He turns to walk to the door. “Scarlet did you do this
     sketch?”
    She smiles. “Yes.”
    He smiles. “It’s beautiful.” Then
     walks to the door. “Good to see you again Scarlet.”
    She waves. “Good to see you too Mr.
     Abbott.”
    “Did you get all you needed for your
     assignment?”
    “Yeah I can do the shading and stuff
     at home. But I am going to take you up on the underwear offer after
     all. Because I can’t go see Nana commando.”
    I laugh as she goes back in the
     bathroom to slip on a pair of my underwear. She steps back out into
     the barn. I grab her hand. “Ready to go?”
    She smiles. “Yep.”
    “We’ll take the jeep.”

Chapter 19
    Scarlet
    Pulling up to Nana Pearl’s
     house she’s sitting in the rocking chair. She’s the definition of a
     true southern lady. I’m going to sketch
     her one day on this porch.
    “Well. What do I owe the pleasure of
     having you two come by?”
    Ryder sits the bag on the porch. “Mr.
     Beck ran into dad at the post office, he sent this to
     you.”
    “That man just won’t take no for an
     answer.”
    I sit down in the rocking chair next
     to her. “Are you playing hard to get Nana?”
    She laughs. “Honey it’s like they said
     in moving one time. At my age we don’t play hard to get we play
     beat the clock.”
    Ryder leans back against the porch
     railing.

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