"What if you didn't like it? How do you think the other guy would feel ifafterwards you just left? Don't you think he would feel that you justused him..." She paused looking at me. "There is nothing wrong with the wayyou feel, we've all felt that way."I think she realized that there was something more to it than I wasadmitting to."Or are you afraid if you tried it might bring up even deeper feelings?"she asked softly and squeezed my hand. "I'm sorry I shouldn't of saidthat." She was quick to add. It had been almost thirty years since the Morlings had first arrived.She shook her head."That too is a closely guarded government secret. It is thought best not to concern the populace with matters likely to cause panic." Yeah, governments always say that," I said."But after learning of it, I found it hard to commit to a marriage and raising children. The chance of them living more than ten years seemed far too remote." You didn't believe your father's plan would work?" He is a dreamer," she. They knew there wasn’t a thing wrong with his mind, and he was completely aware of what he was doing. He just couldn’t control it.Molly’s parents, on the other hand, thought he was retarded, which was why they stopped taking in foster children after the twins. In Molly’s opinion, she thought they were retarded because they were too stupid to read about it like she did. The books said that there was data that suggested it could be brought on by stress. There had been a lot of that at home. The. "It's incredible. Thank you."She chuckled. "Go ahead. Buck your hips. Pretend like you're a realmale and not a girly man. Act like you don't have your long hair in thatcute style, and you're not dressed like a lingerie model, and you don'tsmell like flowery perfume, and your pecker's not half the size of what awoman wants. Make believe, Didi. But don't you dare go any further."It was maddening to be that close to the goal guy's seek and be forbiddento proceed, not by dire suggestions or.