" Okay, so you brought your book and your wine, took off all your clothes and sat in the old bathtub to keep cool, right?" Yup." So why," he asked, gr...nning familiarly at his crazy wife, "would the jelly beans be scattered over the bottom of the bathtub, for all the world like seeds thrown over the garden to germinate?" Oh, I can't tell you." You can't, or you won't?" Okay, I won't." She waggled her glass at him, and did her best to look stern. She failed. "Unless, of course, you'd like to fill. Tears formed in the corner of her right eye and flowed over the bridge of her nose onto the bedsheet.“No young girl or woman should lose her virginity this way! What is this experience going to do to her mind?” Claudia wondered.Allison continued to look at Claudia, their eyes locked on each other. Her hand was going numb with pain from Allison’s tight, desperate grip. Claudia frowned, her chin quivered as she began to weep for Allison.“I’m so sorry, so sorry,” she whispered. Her tears of sorrow. His bedroom light was on just as I’d left it.Three hours later our phone rang. It was my dad. Marissa had arrived in Seattle safe and sound. She was starting to get strung out, so he took her directly to a clinic where she voluntarily admitted herself. My dad told me that the treatment lasted two weeks and during the first week she wasn’t allowed any outside contact. I thanked him profusely.At six p.m. I drove into work to meet Agent Ferraro, just like I’d promised. Three agents spent over four. ..oh God......I can't do this. I'm sorry.....I'm really sorry!' She spun round and all contact with hands and fingers was lost. 'Why don't you take some pictures of me if you want to?' She thought by offering up this treat, it might placate the old man and save her from having to make the decision that was so, so tempting for her. She held Bert's hand tightly, knowing that they were both disappointed, but Mary just knew that at that moment, she couldn't go ahead with something that was.