But more like KGB, you understand?" Oh." I just looked at him, wondering if I was going to believe that Wolfgang's dad was a spy, but he looked pretty...serious about it."After the Wall came down and Germany was reunified, there was a big hunt for the men like my father," he explained. "Many people were angry for what had happened, you see? The Staazi were the traitors. The collaborators with the communists." What happened to your dad?" Sofia asked."He was hiding for a long time," Wolfgang said.. Too quiet!" That's good." Why is that good, Alex? I thought we were here on a scouting mission."Connie suddenly looked down at the ground. I followed her stare. Therein the loose dusty soil was a shoe print. It looked exactly like thelow-heeled Navy issue pumps I had on right now! Apparently my aim wasslightly off."Someone has been here before, Alex," she said quietly, but then lookedto my feet then up at my face.And so it starts, I thought."What starts now, Alex? Why have you brought me to a. " But the best thing about that website is that you can make friendsthere. You have lots of friends there but they all mostly just comment onyour photos and videos or post comments to your profile feed. Most don'tactually send you messages to where you can really get to know them. Butyou have one really good friend on there who you write to often and havefor a few weeks. And have developed a close relationship with someone youcan tell all of your secrets and fantasies to without worry. It must. She is one with them, her voice and blood rising with theirs, a sheen upon her skin as bodies press about her. Conscious, as she is shouldered and tussled about, that some hands move over her with intent. Outwardly ignoring the fleeting grasps at her skirts. But privately, growing more and more aware of her body’s reaction to the excitement, as it instinctively moves back or presses forward against open hands and errant fingers. She continues to make her way closer to the platform. A reed.