Whilst continually multi-task, scanning the house and smiling at people, I get a beer and mind nudge advances away.A fresh mind grabs my attention, a ...reamer. She came with her brother but she is waiting for her boyfriend; he is late and she isn’t enjoying being here with all these college types. She is a fit swimmer and runner, clean from drugs, and has a receptive mind. She is two rooms away, but her mind is crystal clear to me. She is Taylor Dean who left high school to work in an office in. Worse, I feared Aunt Brenda would tell my mom and THAT would cause the ultimate shame.Wallowing in my feelings of disgrace and embarassment I fell back on my bed with a groan, eyes clamped shut, bumping my forehead with my fists; penance might help ease the shame.Still, I could not get the vision of what I had just witnessed out of my mind. Even with the sound of my mother's voice telling me that good boys don't touch themselves, the picture of my aunt's exposed body caused my hand to move. Everybody we met along the way bowed or curtsied as we passed. I got to wondering how many modern day girls even know how to curtsy.For breakfast we had eggs, bacon, toast and fresh squeezed orange juice. None of that reconstituted from concentrate crap for the royal family. On second thought, that process had not been invented yet at that time. The toast had a unique flavor of having been prepared over a wood fire. The butter was also the real thing, from a cow and not an oil well or corn. There are a number of unanswered questions. I will list some and my friends will add to the list."First, why is she still scarred? Why wasn't she cared for in a naval hospital after she was rescued? We just learned today that she was dismissed from the service. That is the equivalent of a dishonorable discharge but applicable to officers. How, when, where, and for what reason was she court-martialed? Only a general court-martial can order dismissal, but we cannot find out anything. Keep in.