THE GIRLS NEXT DOOR_(1)
The Girls Next Door This all started about two years ago when I was 50 years old. My wife had died in a car wreck about six months earlier when a drunk driver, fleeing State Troopers, t-boned my wife’s truck killing her instantly. Turns out he was the son of a prominent politico who was very willing to agree to a large out of court settlement and 15-25 years in a Texas prison plea bargain to keep it out of the papers. That and the insurance payments made my future a lot easier. We lived on 10 acres about 20 miles outside Austin, Texas. It wasn’t really rural. We lived at the end of the road and we had neighbors on both sides of the road about 300 yards away. Close enough to no but …