"Six hours! At first they were trying to save the baby. Then she died, and they realised that the woman was dying." She was looking at me again, askin... for something? "She was conscious for most of the time - until the end. It's hard not to get involved. Oh Robert! I couldn't leave. She'd been my patient for six months." And tears were falling. I put out my arms, and she came into them, awkwardly because of my leg. I still had strength enough in my arms to manoeuvre her so that her face was. "Next is touching I think" he mumbled, "First and second base or whatever". "Ah ok, what would you do for that?" she said eagerly, "Don't know really, touch boob?" he exclaimed. "Let me see what you would do then, dont be shy".Again Daniel leant forward, held her and let his left hand wander across her breast, bringing his thumb and fingers together and tweaking it slightly then moving under her t-shirt and supposidly doing the same only this time making her moan slightly. "What was that?" he. Three.”“No parties.”“Mom, I won’t.”Ryker walked away texting his friends that they were invited Saturday night. He was looking forward to hanging with his boys. He stood out in contrast to his non-conformist parents and older sister. They were hippies and liberal; he was more conservative and mainstream. He enjoyed participating in the “domineering, oppressive patriarchy of organized sports and exclusionary social constructs”.Ryker’s mom feared he was bound to live a life of toxic masculinity.. He saw no sign of her for days after his outburst, neither food nor drink was prepared or brought for him, the fire was not stoked and no outline of her appeared upon the pile of rocks, though the weather remained fine. Hester struggled to supply his own needs, a fact which added further shame to that which he already felt for his outburst. He took to the woods, collecting mushrooms and berries, clumsily digging up roots and struggling to cook them into anything barely edible that could fill.