This left me with something of a dilemma.Should I tell Kirsty and thereby break the trust between Liz and I or should I treat the whole thing as being...over, as Liz had intimated and keep quiet about it and hope that it didn't come back to bite me?If I went down that route I knew I'd be wondering forever more how Kirsty would react when, not if, she found out about Elizabeth even if that happened in ten years time.After a very confused night spent jumping between reliving the wonderful events of. ”Not all the news was as positive. With the turning of the New Year, protests began in earnest in Washington DC and threatened to turn violent. Antigov, a newly organized resistance movement, marched on the White House and Capitol, loudly demanding the government stop interfering in their reproductive rights. At the other end of the Mall, right wing Ejaculators demanded “No redhead babies!” Their protest seemed directed toward genetic purity. Signs also read “No yellow babies!” and “No black. I guess I got through it.”“Then when you saw Danielle’s scar on her wrist, you went from a bit clingy to doing a damn good imitation of a barnacle. I was worried how I was going to be able to drive home with you fastened onto me like that.”I smiled into the darkness. A barnacle? I guess so.“But by the time we got to the car, you were shut down. You closed off into yourself. No more little touches on my arm. I kind of missed them.”I didn’t know how to respond to that. I couldn’t explain why I. Andrew just shrugged and moved on from her.It was disappointing that she hadn't given their relationship anythought before taking the transfer. If she didn't take theirrelationship seriously why should he?It had been six months since he'd seen any kind of intimacy with a girl.Unlike many of his social peers Andrew would rather prefer spendingSaturday evenings playing on video games than partying. A smart plan ofAndrew to save money was to stop cutting his hair. $20 for a decenthaircut was.