“Let’s have a glass of wine” said Steve opening the fridge, he got a bottle of white wine out, and poured them both a glass. He handed a glass t... Keith, then raised his “To us and some more fun” he said smiling. “Sit down and I’ll fix us some food, is salad OK with you Keith?”, “That’s fine with me Steve”. Keith watched as Steve moved around the kitchen fixing the salad.Steve looked good to Keith, handsome with short hair going grey at the sides, a good body with a chest covered in greying. Well, this community, this village, was slowly dying. As you no doubt know, very few farmers make money hand over fist. Quite a few are wealthy in that they have lots of land, lots of equipment but most are crushed by debt. One must invest greatly in the land, in sowing and harvesting equipment, seed, fertiliser, feed and other consumables and the money to pay back those purchases comes in months, sometimes years, later. After one has paid off one’s debts, bought the food to feed the family and. Getting up to use the toilet, I decide that to make this whole flushingthing easier I should just sit down, that way the paper comes out andthe toilet flushes when I am done. As I finish Breakfast again comes outfrom the wall I eat it and then I ring the bell."Good Morning Jamie, When you are ready to go simply ask and the doorwill open" Can I go, please?" I say, trying politeness."I am sorry Jamie, you are not ready to go yet" the voice says.I look down at my nude body. I have never been all. I’ve had worse falls playing basketball. I guess I was also crying from embarrassment.I was suddenly surrounded by people asking if I was okay. People touching me, trying to grab me, trying to turn me over. It was the exact opposite of what I needed.I lashed out at the reaching hands.“Don’t touch me,” I cried.I desperately wanted someone to hold me. To wrap their arms around me and tell me everything was going to be okay.“Don’t touch me,” I whimpered.I scrambled to my feet, pushing my way.