- Joined
- Aug 21, 2011
Jonathon had been 15 when she was born and had watched her grow up next door to be a pretty young blond. He still lived in the house he had grown up in, Taking it over when his parents were moved to an assisted living facility. He had married Lois wells, his high school sweet heart and they were clearly in love and had two young children to show for it. Now at the age of 35, he was completely content. he had kept his 6' frame in good condition and his weight under control. He would have been a prise for any woman had he not been spoken for already. He hadn't really paid much attention to the girl next door until one evening when he chanced to look out the window, and the high schooler was dressing for bed. What he would see that evening five years ago would remain painted vividly in his memory, even though he did his best to repress it. He was at the airport ticket counter, when he happened to notice the young woman ahead of him in line. He looked over her shoulder, sure enough it was her. My God she had grown up pretty. He pushed it to the back of his mind as he checked i for his flight. When he borded the aircraft and found his seat, sure enough he had been seated next to her.