I did fuck someone he considered his woman. It didn't make sense, but I've come realize the phrase 'It's a guy thing' is a way for males to forego any...sense in what they should or should not feel so we can continue to blithely tell women it doesn't make sense for them to feel or not feel something.Like I said -- it's a guy thing.It's not so much that I didn't have the emotional capacity of a turnip. It's that so many emotions storm through a teenage boy and none of them are placid. I hated. "This is stupid. Bishop is a dangerous man. What the hell are you doing here girl? Go home." She told herself as she made her way through the parking lot toward the tent entrance. Her mouth was full of saliva and her heart was pounding with both terror and dread as the same vile feeling's she had felt when Bishop had looked at her surged through her body, sending renewed cold fingers of ice along her spine. She pushed her frightened limbs forward feeling the rough texture of the canvas flap. West Palm is more diverse, with money but also with trailer parks. I lived in one of those trailer parks, with my Momma and my brother Timmy, who's three years older than me. And hung like a stallion.For my birthday, Momma agreed to allow Timmy to drive me and a couple of friends over the bridge to Palm Beach. She knew that we'd be going bar hopping. She took one look at my bare belly button and my short, tight shorts and gave me the most profound bit of advice that she could muster."Don't come. We did not cut out the applause at the end. We felt, you watching that, needed the recovery time. Blackie and Ben both gave their 100% commitment. Yes Tom, Pam your Brother and Sister did that on their own. I am so proud of them.”Bridget and I did not realise the dramatic effect we had, especially it seemed we were, one, taking over when the other had finished. Bridget summed it up “We had to sell ourselves Tom, Pam. Two 16 year old’s taking over the helm of the company. Yes we read management.