Basketball had been a good idea, but by three o'clock, I was getting nervous. This shouldn't affect me any more than the build-up with Whitney, before...prom, or all the stories with Rose. Those were our rituals. But having all the focus on a ritual witnessed by our friends and parents just seemed to put a lot of pressure on. And then all the guys left about four to go 'get ready, ' whatever that meant. I had a feeling that I didn't understand anything that was going on.But I knew what the result. That's where your mom and I screwed up. We both went to prep school. We both moved around all over the place. We both were miserable as hell when we were your age. So what did we do? We subjected you to the same sort of life. I wish we would have stayed in New York. I understand why we moved out here but I think you were happier being a day student at Elizabeth Barrett Browning School than you are as a boarding student at Claiborne Benedict. But remember, it was your choice to be a boarder.". While all this was going on I could feel as if somebody had inserted a rod into my anus and when I looked behind I found that Shabu was forcing a medium sized carrot into my ass. It caused me a great pain but I was heavens and I didn’t resist. Within minutes the entire carrot was in my ass. Shabu told me to release the carrot slowly so that she could eat it bite by bite. I did it likewise, while doing so I couldn’t reconcile whether I was passing shit or I was releasing the carrot. Anyway I. It was an old volcano always dormant but alive having not erupted in recent man’s memory. Warnings came every so often that it was inevitable, that eventually The Mountain would blow causing all kinds of havoc because it influenced such a large geographic surrounding. But it was peaceful, serene and cast such character against the sky to the east, a break between the wet maritime climate lands of west country and the dry high desert of the east, that amazingly contrasting weather.I stood.