We, as a people are one step above Cave Man. Flight or flight. Them or us. I am, personally, appreciative of Hairy’s thoroughness in training me to ...hoot. When I needed it ... the training took over. Sight picture ... squeeze, sight picture ... squeeze. Seven times. Well ... only three effective rounds. The other four rounds were close ... but no cigar. Strikes but in soft tissue. Still hollow points have great shock value.During the polite questioning, my response time was excellent. I. This creature was different. Different from his faint memories of those before. Different from ... himself? Or was this a memory of how he had been? He did not know. It had been so long since he had thought of the time before this, since he had even remembered there was a time before this. All time became one, marked only by..."Now, let's see..." Its body faced the curved stone wall. The stones were old. Worn. Slippery. Uneven. Moss grew on the stone bricks. Moss did not taste good. It had been. His hand came over and..." Jessica was somewhat embarrassed to disclose an intimacy she had shared with Marge's son."And what?" asked Marge noting the hesitancy in Jessica's voice. "Oh, come on now. This old broad has just about seen and done it all. You aren't going to shock me." ... His hand... came over and grasped my other breast." Nothing unusual about that. It's reflex, just like suckling. That little hand will grasp the first thing it comes in contact with." But you weren't there. You. A sweet apologetic lingering peck. And then turned to Anna. Wiping the tears from her cheeks with her thumbs and kissing her more deeply. The way she started to hold Anna; the body language was something between I forgive you and please don’t be mad at me. Anna’s arms enfolded Sarah. Everything was falling into place. They kissed and caressed each others bare skin for several moments while Lilly stood watching. Smiling. The lovers separated. Both turning to Lilly who knew she was in trouble.