I’m sorry I don’t even know your last name.’ ‘Lauren Roberts’ Lauren said extending her hand to Ron. Ron smiled and reached out to shake her...hand. His hand was huge compared to hers and yet she felt comforted rather than intimidated by his enormous size. ‘I am please to meet you, Lauren, I am glad you are getting my workaholic sister out for a while as well.’ Turning toward his sister, he continued, ‘I will be here when you get back. There is a party on Steve’s yacht tonight, perhaps Lauren. Just one little tie to hold it closed. I am going to let you tie it for now, but remember, you said this is what you wanted. You picked the option."Then Kim had to chime in and said, "And don't forget, the option was also you would remove it when we told you too. If you hesitate, you will be really punished."Then Ron added, "And you know you can't put that coat on until you are out of the car."I gave him a dirty look, but I knew that is what the girls wanted too. So, I stepped out of the car. Outside, rain was falling in thick sheets, smearing the blood on his face and hiding the tears. He walked without seeing anything, the world having gone fuzzy behind a streaming curtain. His feet carried him blindly to his beat-up car and he sunk into its shelter, barely aware of the refuge from the rain. Outside there was no screaming of sirens or hollering of concerned neighbors, this was not the sort of neighborhood where gunshots often roused much concerned attention. As he pulled away, he. That is exactly what happened.One day he asked me a shocking question "How long do you last when you and Aunt Terry are making doing it?" This opened the door wide open and I found out that his girl friend had made him a laughing stock at school, because he was a 'quick draw'. He explained that he would be so excited that he would barely get going and it would be over. I tried to explain to him how to work through it but his confidence was gone. I knew I had to get Terry in on this problem..