There were usual details, food, shopping, etc but at the end was a group of initials. I asked what they represented and Yvonne said “their sexual pr...clivities’. I am showing you them only because I want you be able to put into context what you may or may not, see various things which may appear slightly bizarre or odd.”The list was interesting and included a roll call ranging from water sports to wanking with twists and kinks in between. Exhibitionists, bi-sexual, role player etc.. The knife and pistol in the bag made himfeel better. Not good, but better. Joseph Bradley was on lockdown. Hefelt the same way now, as he once did on a combat patrol in Korea duringthat war. Enemies everywhere and danger around every corner. Womanhoodwas not a blessing, it was a curse. It made you a victim, a target.Being a woman made you prey, and prey was fodder for predators.Since that night at the club, Joe had not touched himself in any kind ofsexual manner and he had even thrown out his. "Is that for me?"Zach blushed furiously, so much that it was a wonder he didn't go limp. But, if anything, he got harder."I'm sorry," I said, still amused and somewhat flattered. It's still news to me that anyone finds me attractive. "I didn't mean to cause any discomfort." No, it's... It's fine." He wouldn't meet my eyes.But when class started and Mr. Cavanaugh asked if Zach needed relief, he did.Sajel looked away frostily. A couple of girls volunteered—including Arie, which raised a few. She had no more than pulled into the driveway when the local sheriff stopped in front of the house.Thinking nothing of it, Rachel waved and popped the trunk of her car. As she sorted through her keys for the one to the front door, the sheriff stepped out of his car and walked in her direction. Rachel paused in her path to the door and asked, "Can I help you, officer?"The sheriff sighed and walked up to her, carrying a piece of paper. "Ma'am, I'm afraid that I'm here to give you all the notice I.