It was wonderful to hear the nature all around me and the sound of trees whispering and wishing me welcome to their domain. The first two days I was i... a state of euphoria, with no worries and no clue about what went on in the world. My cell phone was back in the car where it belonged. The only worry I had was whether the good weather would stay like this or not. The third day I awoke to branches whipping and water pounding against the thin walls of my tent. Lazy from a long, sleepless night,. And nobody could say his name, so they called him the Magic Man."Hey, is the Magic Man here?" she said hopefully."Yeah, in the back."She found him in his office staring intently at the computer.Without looking at her or even moving a muscle, he said, "What's up?" Hello, sir. Good day to you. My name is Mary Smith and I want to tellyou about a grave disrespect to your culture that my husband commits."The Magic Man raised one eyebrow curiously. "He looks at pictures ofhalf-naked girls on the. Mary got pretty good at picking up after herself after that.I took a sheet of the paper towels and curled it over the top of Jack's shirt, making an improvised bib. Then I opened one of the shrimp cocktails and speared a couple, holding them up to Jack's mouth. He took them off the fork and then it was my turn to eat a forkful."We need to go up to San Francisco one of these days, Jack." Why? What's in San Francisco?" Shrimp." Better than this?" Much. Daddy took me up there last year when he had. ” And slipped her hand under my shirt to unclasp my bra and both its straps. “Gemma!” “Hush, hush,” she said, and trailed kisses along my jaw and down my collarbone, and neck. My bra, in all its pink frilly glory, dropped onto the floor with a dull thud. As if sensing my fear, she finally pulled away and closed the door behind her. The instant she left I felt the cold where her skin had been. Every part of my brain screamed at me to walk away. This isn't right. But something about it did feel.