God, I wanted to believe that he learned his lesson! But if I were going to forgive him, I would have to know.I thought about it a lot during dinner. ...e were having something called osso bucco, and it was gross. It was veal and it had lots of garlic and, I think, anchovies on it. I wasn't very hungry anyway, and Brendan finished what I didn't eat. Katrina was in a great mood, really giddy, and it wasn't just the wine. She was a happy person and nothing ever seemed to bother her very much.It was. Nothing.Zack's brow furrowed. "Renee? Open the door." He glanced sidelong at his friend. "Did you say she could leave?"Sawyer shook his head.He rattled the latched handle and thudded the barrier. "Unlock it, Sauce."The boy glanced at the entry, hesitating. "If she wants to be alone-" She shouldn't be a synthetic," Zack finished. He rolled his eyes at Sawyer's glare. "Fine. Unlock the thing, so we at least know she's here. She can hide after, if she wants."He twisted the knob the second the lock. ..they know who they are!)I knew the older guy was subtly flirting with me, 'cruising' me, or whatever you want to call it, but I ignored it at first, and pretended I didn't realize it.But he persisted."Look," he said to me one day, "all I'm asking you to do is jack-off in front of me. It's no big deal. It doesn't mean your 'gay' if you do. Okay?" I didn't reply. Then he added, as an inducement: "I'll give you twenty bucks if you do! How's that? I know a young guy can always use some extra. He loves me and wants to be with me. Where is he? I get off the train and into my car and drive to the ferries that’ll take me over to Fire Island. Where the wedding is. Where I’m staying at a friend’s summerhouse while these festivities take place. It’s early June, and the weather today is slightly cooler than the rest of the week has been. I stare at the water for the whole ride, thinking about almost nothing except how water and boats do nothing for hangovers or guilt. Finally we’re at.