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My name is gape Ganner, and you’ll be my responsibility from here on out.” And with that, Ganner slammed the young bigdick teenager’s head down against the bedpost, knocking him out cold. It had been a long day at work. Usually, the drive home was enough to clear my head, but tonight some niggling little thought had crawled into my brain. The farther I drove, the more anxious I got, but whatever was bothering me danced just outside the edge of comprehension. Traffic was usually sparse at this time of night, and Idly considered the vehicle I had found myself stuck behind as my mind reeled. It was an older model of the nearly brand-new truck I was driving. There was rust on the tailgate. A dent in the rear bumper. Another car, passing in the opposite direction, lit the cab up and I could see a crack spider-webbing its way across the windshield. Possibly a poor driver, but in these parts, it was more likely the vehicle had been handed down to some high school kid as his first car. Which didn't preclude them from being a poor driver, obviously. They were doing the speed limit, but my anxiety was making me more than a little impatient. I turned on his blinker and made to pass the truck. That was when I noticed the bumper sticker affixed to the tailgate. It had been right there in front of me, almost as if I had purposely avoided reading the bright white letters set out against the purple background: Dayton HS Cheerleading. As I turned the words over, something clicked. I'm not sure where the thought had come from, but I realized I hadn't been with a woman since...since when? The last woman I had been with had been a member of my grief support group. We thought that we could help each other move on. Afterwards, we realized neither of us were ready, and moved on from each other instead. That had been...almost a year ago. Maybe I was ready now, but I wasn't going to find out with some likely prepubescent jailbait. 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