The voice wassharp and authoritative. It was Brother Roby our English teacher, inhis black hooded robe. He was a bald man with a toad like face and ...round belly. "Pyper here just had an accident is all," I heard Crowley reply with thesound of a smirk in his voice."Yah," agreed another boy. He was just a bit more respectful in histone. I looked up blankly at Brother Roby, toilet water dripping off my nose. A small puddle had formed in front of me. Roby quickly sent the other boys down to. I feltlike I could not be my own person around him. I believed that was how ayounger sister treated her older brother.Those are my reasons and I was wrong. I just wonder what is your excuse."With those poignant words Lori excused herself from the presence of thosetwo. She much rather have been with her dad on the trail at that moment.She could always just talk once again about the good times. No matter howmany times Fred heard Lori sing the praises of Luke and his friends theybrought the same. That was pure Neil, yet it survived his death and lived inside me. What else might have survived? That’s why I was so relieved to find that I very much enjoyed hugging and kissing a man. That one kiss assured me that Neil’s memories living inside my head weren’t going to interfere with my sexuality.A few minutes later, when we were in the back of the rented limo, glasses of Champagne in hand, I decided to get things out in the open. I slid the glass window closed so the driver couldn’t hear,. Ten minutes later they arrived on my doorstep both with huge cheesy grins on their faces, Renee gave Steve an extremely passionate kiss and thanked him before coming over to me and hugging me and telling me that she had been fucked by both our friends. Once Steve left, Renee described how they had invited Steve to watch her and Candy “playing” and then invited him to join them. In graphic detail she told me how as she knelt on the bed, her head between Candy’s legs Steve came up behind her and.