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fixed on her breasts. This was insane. Halfway through her break she
excused herself and returned to her room to eat in silence.
What was wrong with men? She didn’t have this problem in New Mexico. There all the men knew her. She spent most of her
free time on the Reservation with her friends. It was her safe haven since she was ten. They all knew her and treated her like
family. It’s not that she didn’t have the occasional admirer there. She did date several men from the tribe. It’s just they were
more respectful. They were her friends as well as her family. They taught her everything about life and her culture.
The men from school were a little bit more obvious about their attentions towards her. Back home if she caught a man staring
he usually had the good sense to look guilty and mutter an apology. Not here, oh no, here she seemed to be eye candy. The men
started with her face and she could see the appreciation in their eyes as they would run down her body hungrily.
Finally she resigned herself to this situation. After a few weeks this would end. They would be used to her and treat her with
more respect. She just had to hang in there. There was one man who didn’t look at her like that, Nick. He was in her department
and seemed nice. It didn't hurt that he was gay. At least she could count on one man behaving himself.
The rest of the day seemed to go downhill. Jill, her little sister, decided she was going to make a splash. She changed her
clothes sometime between breakfast and first bell. Her bra was overstuffed, her thong was high, her clothes too tight and she
wore too much make-up. She flirted with every boy in class, in her class. It was like watching a horror flick. Madison of
course gave her detention for a week. She hid her smile. That felt good. Jill scowled at her for the remainder of the class, but
didn’t say another word, smart girl.
She decided to run home and change before looking at cars. Halfway there her car started to sputter. It seemed like she was
getting a break when her car died in front of Earl’s Garage. That had been a tease she was sure of it now. Someone was
laughing at her no doubt about it.
“So, there’s no hope?”
Earl twirled a toothpick in his mouth. “Not a one. I’m surprised it lasted this long.”
She sighed, “Me too.”
Earl walked around the car muttering to himself. “Earl?”
“Yes?”
“Do you want the car? You can take it apart and sell it for parts or whatever.”
He nodded slowly. “How much?”
She shook her head. “Just take it. It’s yours.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” He gave her a tobacco stained grin.
Madison grabbed a few items and stuffed them into her backpack. After signing over the title and saying goodbye to the car she
decided a walk for the last three miles was in order. She needed to clear her head.
She took her heels off and walked along the road. It didn’t matter that it was cold out. The only things that mattered were the
sound of the birds, the feel of grass beneath her feet and fresh air in her lungs. She loved to walk. She spent hours at home
walking. It cleared her head and relaxed her.
*******
“That’s enough of that.” Ephraim turned the radio off making the purr of his car louder. Silence was golden. He missed the days
of true silence where birds, children's laughter and the sounds of horses filled the air.
That's why three years ago he moved to New Hampshire. He needed peace and quiet. He was sick of the loud noises in the
city. He wanted to spend his days quietly so he took this job. He was on duty five days a week with the two days off. It was
perfect.
With the radio shut off he could think. This weekend would be perfect for some fishing. He could rent his usual cabin and
relax. There would be no tomboy to tempt him. What was it about her blood? Was it because she was a virgin? He didn’t think
so. The virgins he used to feed off didn’t make him insane with
excused herself and returned to her room to eat in silence.
What was wrong with men? She didn’t have this problem in New Mexico. There all the men knew her. She spent most of her
free time on the Reservation with her friends. It was her safe haven since she was ten. They all knew her and treated her like
family. It’s not that she didn’t have the occasional admirer there. She did date several men from the tribe. It’s just they were
more respectful. They were her friends as well as her family. They taught her everything about life and her culture.
The men from school were a little bit more obvious about their attentions towards her. Back home if she caught a man staring
he usually had the good sense to look guilty and mutter an apology. Not here, oh no, here she seemed to be eye candy. The men
started with her face and she could see the appreciation in their eyes as they would run down her body hungrily.
Finally she resigned herself to this situation. After a few weeks this would end. They would be used to her and treat her with
more respect. She just had to hang in there. There was one man who didn’t look at her like that, Nick. He was in her department
and seemed nice. It didn't hurt that he was gay. At least she could count on one man behaving himself.
The rest of the day seemed to go downhill. Jill, her little sister, decided she was going to make a splash. She changed her
clothes sometime between breakfast and first bell. Her bra was overstuffed, her thong was high, her clothes too tight and she
wore too much make-up. She flirted with every boy in class, in her class. It was like watching a horror flick. Madison of
course gave her detention for a week. She hid her smile. That felt good. Jill scowled at her for the remainder of the class, but
didn’t say another word, smart girl.
She decided to run home and change before looking at cars. Halfway there her car started to sputter. It seemed like she was
getting a break when her car died in front of Earl’s Garage. That had been a tease she was sure of it now. Someone was
laughing at her no doubt about it.
“So, there’s no hope?”
Earl twirled a toothpick in his mouth. “Not a one. I’m surprised it lasted this long.”
She sighed, “Me too.”
Earl walked around the car muttering to himself. “Earl?”
“Yes?”
“Do you want the car? You can take it apart and sell it for parts or whatever.”
He nodded slowly. “How much?”
She shook her head. “Just take it. It’s yours.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” He gave her a tobacco stained grin.
Madison grabbed a few items and stuffed them into her backpack. After signing over the title and saying goodbye to the car she
decided a walk for the last three miles was in order. She needed to clear her head.
She took her heels off and walked along the road. It didn’t matter that it was cold out. The only things that mattered were the
sound of the birds, the feel of grass beneath her feet and fresh air in her lungs. She loved to walk. She spent hours at home
walking. It cleared her head and relaxed her.
*******
“That’s enough of that.” Ephraim turned the radio off making the purr of his car louder. Silence was golden. He missed the days
of true silence where birds, children's laughter and the sounds of horses filled the air.
That's why three years ago he moved to New Hampshire. He needed peace and quiet. He was sick of the loud noises in the
city. He wanted to spend his days quietly so he took this job. He was on duty five days a week with the two days off. It was
perfect.
With the radio shut off he could think. This weekend would be perfect for some fishing. He could rent his usual cabin and
relax. There would be no tomboy to tempt him. What was it about her blood? Was it because she was a virgin? He didn’t think
so. The virgins he used to feed off didn’t make him insane with
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