One afternoon it was teeming down with rain. I sat inside bored to death so I decided to drive down to my local pub for a couple of pints.After I got ...ome, a key entered the door. When it opened, in came my sixteen year old cousin Deborah who was soaked through. "Oh my god!" I said as she shook off a little rain. "Oh hi David, I'm soaked, the bus don't come down this estate," she moaned. "Get a towel and dry yourself off," I said as I handed her a bath towel, her school pullover was clinging to. I didn’t mind letting criminals do the dangerous work. I warned each of them how dangerous the work was and how to do it safely. If they screwed up, the fault was their own. The batches they made were small enough that any explosion should be minor, and the berms would limit the damage to a single hut.The floors of the huts they worked in were covered with sawdust and bark chips. No metal was allowed inside the huts, all to minimize the risk of sparks from static electricity.Our bowyers quickly. “It’s going on right now, and that means there are so many people to dominate gathered in one place. That’s what I have to do.”“Oh,” she said. “Kinky.”“Yep!” I said.Her enthusiasm made me smile. She looked a lot like me. We both had that tan, Mediterranean skin common to Italians, her hair a darker shade of brown than my own. Mine was loose right now, but I normally wore it braided.We strolled down our sidewalk. I loved the sun-warmed cement beneath my feet. It was such a lovely, fall day. I. ." Heather looked at me, then looked down, a tear dripping down her cheek and onto the floor. "I had to."I gently stroked her arm. "But why?" I asked."Because..." she looked me in the eyes, now shaking like a leaf, "because..." Because?" Because I love you," she whispered."So what," Janice said, "we all love him." Not like that! I mean I really love him." No!" Pamela blurt out. "Really?" Yes!" Heather sobbed. "Yes, yes, yes!" But then why would you allow ... I mean ... why not..." I stuttered,.