Leaving our apartment complex, I passed Mike and Carolyn's apartment where, as usual, Richard's bright blue Firebird was parked. As I whizzed by, I wa...ed at Mike who was standing there hosing it off. I did my best to let the physical exertion of the ride clear my mind, but it was a struggle to think about anything but Ainsely bopping down the road in our car with Javon. I was also rediscovering that awful embarrassing truth that it's uncomfortable to ride a bike with a raging hard on.So liquor. He plunged onward: "Cindy was the best looking girl in my high school. Blond, short and green-eyed -- she looked like a young Drew Barrymore. She turned me on so much that my knees crumpled when I was around her, which is my only excuse for dropping her during one of our practices." "How could you? Was she hurt badly?" "It was only a twisted ankle. But it meant that she couldn't walk home after practice, like she usually did. Because it was my fault she hurt her ankle, I had to stay with her. Jeans I wore two days unless I spilled something. I did put on a clean sweatshirt over the thermal tee.So I was dressed and ready to study Roland Gillispee again. I spent the day not just memorizing the details, I tried to understand the effect that things in the in the file might have had on an average person. Yeah he might be crazy. Then again he might be reacting to outside stimuli. If that were the case I could control him by controlling the stimulus I presented.I wasn't physically. I can’t even see up that high. You young girls get off them Indian Ponies and get over here so Little Duck can give you a big old hug. Ain’t you both some pretty little white girls. Oh Hell, one’s not a white girl, damn it all. You sure are pretty any way, little girl.” Little Duck grabbed Tin Yu and Juni, hugging them to her big fat chest.Catt and Eva ran out the door of the trading post, the front of their buckskin dresses bouncing as they ran.Tin Yu looked at Juni, then down at her own.