“Is Jeryl home?”Silence. Then, “Paul, don’t call for a few days. Something happened. I’ll try to call you later this week.”“What happene...? Is Jeryl alright? Why can’t I call?”Jordan spoke softly, as if not wanting anyone at her house to overhear. “A couple of guys showed up at Kay’s party. Jeryl is fine, but she is pretty shaken up. She kneed a guy in the balls to keep him from raping her. I don’t think you should see her for a little while.”“Oh my god, Jordan. Is she really alright?”“Yes, but. You've resisted, and that's good. The tradition might actually work in your case. The whole point of it was to have one last fling before giving all that up for your new husband. It was supposed to sort of get it out of your system, I guess, and with men you could trust." But it didn't work that way for you?" Not hardly," she sighed. "Though it came in awfully handy when I got divorced."I blanched. "Surely you don't mean..."My own mother looked me dead in the eye. "It beats going to singles. While speaking a phone call came and she spoke like ”wait baby I’m on the way love you” and she said bye meet u later like that…I was in full of emotion and don’t know what to do my behavior changed day by day I never sleep without fucking a girl and I got up into a situation that love and fuck girls and I did these with many girl since I am staying in a single home my room is always filled with sound ahhhn ahhhn no no no slow pls pls!! and without these sounds I won’t sleepDays went like this. When I asked where she was, he just said they were hanging out, but I didn’t ask anything further about it and returned to bed and passed right back out. It had to have been nearly noon when Ivy woke me up. She sat on the edge of the bed still wearing her little blue sundress from the night before. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and her make up was mostly gone except her dark eye shadow. She just sat there grinning a minute, then she asked if I wanted to know what I missed out on, so I.