That made me feel nice, in aslightly disconcerting way. We looked at the menu and ordered too much."I need to go for a piss," I said, getting up. I ...as a little surprisedwhen Cliff rose, apparently a polite gesture. It had never happened tome before. But then I had never been a woman before."You mean that you need to go to the Ladies' room," said Donna. "AndI'll come too." I had assumed that this was part of the strange femaletradition of toileting in pairs, but as Donna steered me away. But that September of 1995 was also when trouble started back in Mishawaka. I was working as the principal’s secretary when a woman I didn’t know walked past my desk and muttered ‘Whore’ at me. It was too quiet for anyone else to hear but it shocked me so that I sat stunned to silence. I wondered who this young woman was and why she had cursed at me.It didn’t take long for me to find out generally who she was. Miss Lancaster was a new second grade teacher. I shuddered to think of impressionable. Tattoos!"And then her warm, soft form was writhing on top of him, and sweet lips were nibbling at his, and her tongue tasted vaguely like peppermint.And he remembered the heat that suddenly surrounded his rampant manhood, and her chirp of joy as she sat up, impaled on him and shook her hair back off her face so those green eyes could look down at him with very frank approval.But the rest of it was a blur, very much like the blur that had filled his hand the first time he reached into Santa's. Before she had stepped out of the car, the front room of the lodge swung open and John’ appeared, waving emphatically and cheerfully.Alice took a moment to brace herself and control her nerves, and then followed John meekly into the house.John was very obviously his father’s son. His father was straight-backed, measured, stern and deliberate. His mother was warmer, but quieter, a little bashful and overwhelmed by the relative size of her husband. To Alice, it was like looking at a reflection of.