I had been accused of 'looking' at the other boys in the changing rooms, but it wasn't true, well not in that way anyway. Being near to boys was for m..., a threatening experience. Not one other than Ray had been nice and thanks to Mr Georgeson, it felt like even the older ones, the ones that had 'grown up' so to speak, appeared to be as duplicitous and untrustworthy as the kids I had been forced to associate with.About eighteen months or two years before this, boys in my year started to develop. “What is it Luthor?” asked Johnnie Sue, her ebullience gone.“He ... he had a heart attack ... right in front of the post office,” said Luthor softly. “Nobody told you?” He sounded incredulous.“Heart attack,” said Nathan dully. “Where is he? Is he in a hospital somewhere?”“He’s ... he’s ... ooooo shit, shit shit!” Luthor took a breath and straightened his shoulders. “He’s dead, Nathan.”Nathan ignored the happy throng waiting for Luthor, and pushed past them, heading for the phone. Flossie. He explained to the council what he had in mind and they agreed to follow Snake as the new temporary war chief. Snake picked their next target and plans were made to strike the Army while they were not expecting it.The target was, again, the fuel gathering detail that rode out twice a week to the nearby woods. This time, Snake planned to hit the detail while they were still collecting the wood—that way they would be at their maximum distance from the fort and least likely to receive help from. “That’s it,” I encourage, “take her lip between your fingers and stretch it. There you go.”Sally proves to be a natural at pussy-shaving and Jen groans her approval.“Right, breakfast,” I announce and turn the water off.ooOOooOnce we’re all wrapped up in jumpers and leggings, we gather in the kitchen and Jen starts frying eggs and bacon while I put the coffee on, and Sally lays the table.There’s no sign of Brian or his car.It’s a long breakfast. We tell Sally that she’s welcome to stay as long.