Lyn kissed her back. They opened their mouths to capture traces of each other's husbands. Lyn broke the kiss. "Hold it. Hold it! This is going a littl... too fast here. I don t go that way Dot. I m sorry but it just isn t me." "It s Ok Lyn. I understand. I just wanted to kiss you; no big deal. No need for apologies. We want to keep this within your level of comfort. And if you don't mind I need to get back to what I was doing. Come on, Lyn...have some fun. Ok?" Lyn leaned against the back of the. It was more relaxing and would help me relax. I wandered around for a few minutes before ending up by the small body of water that stood at the center of the park. It was too small to be a lake, but too big to be a pond. I chose to call it a poke (pond + lake = poke). I took a seat on one of the benches that stood by the waters edge and watched the reflection of the night sky in the poke. The smog kept the stars from shining through, but the moon was clearly visible. I watched it for a few. The pain must have been awful, but when their eyes met, Kristen saw only resignation.And the room. Where was it? Dim, with a pair of paschal candles providing the only points of light. They stood, in brass sticks, on each side of sister’s nude body. Her chains were slung over a black pipe that seemed to run from nowhere to nowhere. Above the pipe was only darkness.Sure. They were in the convent basement. But how did she get here? Maybe she’d walked without remembering it. Or she’d been carried.. While my dad scratched his brown hair, he said uneasily,"just... just come along; we will figure something along theway..." You sure about this?" I quizzed.My mom added quickly, "if you are okay with it, then we are fineabout it."Dad nodded in agreement with mom quickly. I thought about thismatter long and hard. Finally, I just shrugged my skinnyshoulders and answered, "Oh well, I'm cool."For a minute, we just stared at one another. Gradually, a smileformed on every face and we burst out.