She gave me that “Are you stupid,” look before saying, “No. I’m a little girl. My hole is too small. Plus, it hurts even to try.”“What abo...t your butt?” I asked as a follow-up question.“Yeah. Four, if I use two from each hand. What does that have to do with anything?” that girl wanted to know.I smiled, went to one of the boys not far from her, who had a boner he didn’t seem to notice, brought him over near the girls, and said, “When all stiff like this, you can see that your finger is smaller. Or boats. We agreed she would bring a sheet, duvet, and pillows, and that she and Karen would share the fo’c’sle. We would shop together, on Friday while Karen was in school, for food for the weekend; Gillian was going to do that herself, but I pointed out the limited facilities and she conceded my input would be useful.While we were talking the kettle boiled and I made tea – hot chocolate for Karen. That child’s smile ought to melt the hardest heart.But Gillian Marshall? Elegant,. It has a long drive leading down the parking area. There is one lane going in and two heading out. I am heading down and the car is heading up two lanes over. As we pass I see it is a cop car. Well nothing I can do now so I go down to the end and head up to middle lane. By now the cop had turned around went back to the parking lot and was heading up the entrance lane. The lanes are divided. Which brings me to the beginning of the story.The lights are flashing, and he pulls up beside me and puts. And I want something only you can give me, the sound of your passion, the sound your ecstasy. This is the missing ingredient in the secret formula for the love potion you make me. Will you do it? Will you gift me that sound and resurrect my body and my soul?Please do it. Bless me with your healing powers. With you, I feel alive again. With you, I feel so young again. Ready to take on the world for one more day. You give me strength. You give me hope in a bright future. All because of the way.