I stole through the desktop in a matter of minutes. Nothing untoward.Then I opened his mail - finding hundreds of correspondence from his friends, a c...uple from his teachers and a few from my wife or I. I looked in the latest email - from his friend Pero:"Hey shitforbrains. Sorry you couldn't make it. Who is the girlyou are poking now anyway?"That black sinking feeling was returning.I organized the mail by sender and looked at the last from my wife:"Hi honey. I bought the razor like you told me. At least he was able to lose his virginity to a drunken, middle-aged data entry clerk at an office Christmas party. Even then, he had been inept and ignorant of what she wanted him to do, and she had avoided him ever since. The clerk seemed to have no interest in any further relationship, and he was still too shy to ever approach her again. There was one major improvement, however, he was making good money and was able to afford an occasional visit to a call girl when he became bored with. Mom came back into the living room with coffee and a few doughnuts, I could not believe it."So what would you like to talk about, John?" What do you think of this interest I have with women's half-glasses?" Do you not like them anymore?" I do but if I met a woman, is she going to think I am weird?" It will depend on how you feel about it, If you feel strange about it, so will she." I understand that mom but I think I should be able to really get turned on by a woman herself than to need her to. There the three brothers were. The youngest waved and the others grinned. She caught a few words of their conversation that the breeze happened to blow towards her;”Megan Gale, that was Megan Gale!”* * * * * * * * * * The drive home was uneventful but as she sped through the rustic landscape, Claudia tried to imagine what tumultuous times the island had seen. Barricelli had spoken of the Greeks, Carthaginians and Romans and all of their warlike successors; conflicting armies that had fought for.