Climb out the bedroom window

Being the gentleman that you are, you hold up the blanket as a curtain so that Loretta could have some privacy and put on her nightgown. You find the modesty rather ironic considering that minutes before the two of you were naked in your bed and feeling each other up.

Winking at you, Loretta takes your hand and turn towards the bedroom door but she doesn't take more than a step away as you stand your ground.

"I'm not sure about the idea of going downstairs and trying to sneak past your father," you answer the question on her face. "Your father still has his shotgun next to him..."

"How will we get down there then?" she asks, raising an eyebrow at you.

You poke your head out of the window and look down to see how far down it is to the ground below. A crazy thought enters your head about using your blanket as a makeshift rope. You think that you can easily lower Loretta with her slight frame. However, you are not sure if the blanket rope will be strong enough for you to climb down.

"I'll use the blanket to lower you down," you reply as you twist the blanket and tying both ends.

"Are you sure about this?" Loretta seems to be asking the question more to herself than to you, as you wrap the blanket around her tiny waist and put your jacket on her to protect her from the chilly night air. You respond lifting her up to the windowsill.

She looks down. It's only just over ten feet above the ground, a height that doesn't bother a farm girl like her, Loretta has a worried look on her beautiful face. You reassure her by giving her a kiss before you grab the other hand of the blanket rop and slowly lower her down.

Her petite bare feet touches the soft ground without any mishap. She smiles at you and unwraps the makeshift rope so you can pull it back up.

You tie one end of the blanket rope to the old cast iron radiator and throw the rest of it out the window. Climbing up onto the windowsill, you tug the blanket rope to make sure it has been tied nice and tight.

You're having second thoughts about this though. You don't want to break your neck if you slip and fall. And what if the old farmer wakes up in the middle of the night and peeks into the guest room to find the blanket rope?