“She can just get lost!”Janice laughed again. “You are still so straight laced,” she chided me. “She can get fucked as far as I am concerned...”My face went red, I still wasn’t used to hearing girls use words like that, and I was embarrassed that Janice knew I was going to say ‘fuck’ in front of her.“Oh, stop being so silly,” she said. “I can say ‘fuck’, too, you know, it’s not the first time I’ve said it, and certainly not the first time someone’s said it to me.”“Ok, I didn’t want to, you know,. Slight digression here on the subject of Judo. Judo is a sport, of course. It is not, really, a self-defence system or martial art and most of the time it is relatively safe. Of course in any physical sport, especially contact sports, there is a real chance of injury, but in normal judo, it is a limited risk. The founder of Judo certain Jigoro Kano, who studied several of the traditional Japanese martial arts and created an eclectic form, adapting what he considered the best and most useful. “Hey,” I offered, as I set my gear down on the gray planks.“Thanks for coming. I wasn’t sure if you would.”I shrugged, for lack of a good answer. We entered the gazebo to sit on the bench seat, somewhat apart from each other. There was some silence as we contemplated the water, the shore, the sky. I was suddenly aware of the fact that this was the site of our first kiss. And our last fight. Much of Montauk was becoming spattered with memories both good and bad.“Nice night,” I said.That was. Then to Jezco Drive. Big, detached houses, set back from the road. Should be a goldmine. Number twelve. The Ekwealor’ place. He is oddly apprehensive. He rings the bell. Mrs Ekwealor answers. She looks younger than the 38 years which are generally attributed to her. She is smiling, wearing a sundress over a bikini, with outsized sunglasses pushed back onto her head. Tanned, petite, shapely, busty, really very pretty, with blue eyes, high cheekbones, and long chestnut hair tied back into a.