Yet all the men she was meeting were some mixture of arrogant, horny, desperate, and/or clueless about how to act on a date or around a woman. The wor...t of these was the horniness. You want men to have a healthy interest; but the guys she dated almost universally either would start pressuring her to have sex, or were so clearly worried about the question of getting into her pants as soon as possible that they were almost incapable of normal conversation.One day she was about ready to give up. " But how could you be so selfish?" I scolded."We haven't been selfish," argued Cye defensively, "You may not have noticed it but since you became involved with the babies we haven't once had the pleasure of his services."She reached out under the table with her leg and insinuated her stump under my skirt as she gently brushed my gentleman friend to emphasise her declaration."Yes," moaned Jacky, "We've all been virtually celibate whilst you've been enjoying all the ultimate pleasures of. Wordlessly, she took a shower and had another of the malts she had taken a week ago. She went back to bed and I had to go off to work. Day 26: Wednesday. A new look. When I got home on Wednesday, I found her peeling off her bandaging in a darkened bedroom. ‘Close the door!’ She snapped when I opened it. Quickly closing it again, she explained that her eyes were very sensitive right now. There was a candle in the adjoining bathroom- all the light she could tolerate she explained. She asked me. Afterwards there was no place for them in their old village. It is a common pattern. The Brotherhood found them a place in a caravan. Most travelers are part of a caravan because they do not fit in where they were raised, and many of those are of the Brotherhood. I first ran across them 4 hundred-days or so ago. I belonged to the owner before Pophur, my 8th owner then. We all found the association mutually beneficial, they could obtain crystals, and other goods that were usually difficult to.