“You could be with him when his music and presence inflamed you.”“But ... he never used me.”“Didn’t he?”“Fuck you, Joe.”She didn’t...leave. Instead they stared at each other. Maybe saw each other’s anger. It didn’t help him when she told him she loved Eddie. Because it made him think of Sam. Of the dynamics of Eddie’s sustained relationships. Only two so far really, at that level. Both women controlling him.“This probably isn’t the best time to tell you, but I invited Eddie to stay with me,” she. My best pal Wally had just jumped on the bus out to New Jersey for reporting into the boot training he had to have before shipping out to Korea. Most of the other guys a couple of years older than me were mustered at the 14th Street Armory and sent to the Brooklyn Navy Yard to board a ship heading to Asia the month before without much notice except a phone call to report into the National Guard Headquarters to get their shots.Wally was only a year older than me and he didn’t get involved in. I let go of his neck to wipe the water from my face and push my hair back. He pushed me down on my back, with my legs still wrapped around him. He supported me with both hands under my back as he moved backward pulling me through the water. The water felt heavenly rushing over my skin and I closed my eyes. The water was soon replaced by one of his hands, he ran his fingers along my skin, across my chest and my breasts, tickling my nipples and making them harden. He loosened my legs from around. She had on a bodice and bloomers. I did the same to Laura, who seemed to have the more perfect, if younger body, and looked at their Dad and said, which one would you choose first? I took out my knife and put it up to his throat and said, choose. He cried and said, I can’t! You Can’t ask a man to choose like this. I said, okay, if you had chosen, it might have been easier. Now, it will be very hard. I tore the gag off of Laura’s mouth and the bodice away from her small, beautiful.