Who knows? That she was shocked was all that mattered."How did you... ? When... ? What did you... ?"I felt horrible for blurting it out like that, but...there would be time to kick myself later. It was out in the open, for better or worse."I wondered if something was going on, but I didn't know until last night. Then everything that happened, going all the way back to the reunion, made absolute sense." OK, hold on. I need to catch up to you. I wasn't planning to discuss that piece so quickly.". I must have drifted off until I heard a sharp knocking at the door. I opened it to be greeted by a wide eyed, ear to ear grin on a young girl, still in her school uniform. She was about 5’2”, long mousey hair and as slim as you’d expect a young energetic girl to be. “Suppers ready” she beamed as she took me by the hand and led me downstairs. “I’m Milly, I’m 13” she informed me. “Hi Milly, I’m Jack, I’m older than 13”. Again she beamed her huge grin as she led me downstairs, “I hope were going. .. whenever I got to moving too fast, she held my hand... she was slow, and methodical, and every action was new and rewarding. She removed my T-shirt first, and when her lips touched my nipples, I couldn't believe how warrm and excited I felt. I slowly wrapped her up, lifted her gently, and as we looked at one another, she kissed me as I walked her to the bed, and we just kinda rolled in slow motion onto the bed, and I really don't remember the sequence of how all our clothes got taken. ‘Mmm, hmm.’ Karen laughed. ‘Those are the guys from the slopes today. Remember? Angela would remember, huh Angela.’ ‘Shit,’ thought Angela. She cracked open her eyes and looked. Sure enough there they were, including the tall dark-haired one. He had his back turned to the tub. Angela sunk lower. She was a horrible skier and was only here to spend some time with her friends. She had been skiing down the bunny slope that afternoon and had been unable to stop. Gaining speed and waving her arms.