The Summer heat hung deep on the small town of Riversdale and young 12 yr old Randy could not wait to finish his summer lawn mowing job at Mrs Henderson’s. He had been hired to mow the grass twice a week but sometimes wondered why they had not hired an older boy because he was still quite small and struggled on the uphill parts of the lawn. Randy was a perfect specimen of a boy – lithe and almost girlishly beautiful with blonde hair in a center parting and golden bangs over his forehead. Just 5′ 2″ tall and about
