I'm still not sure how it got started, but I got into a fight with another boy my age over her (as far as I know, now, she never looked twice at eithe... one of us) and the fool pulled a knife. As it happened, I was unarmed, so I was now fighting for my life without much chance of surviving.It was my great good luck to spot a stone beside the alley where we were fighting. In desperation, I picked up the rock and threw it at the other guy with the knife. The rock was about 8 inches in diameter. John was amazed at how well the shadow play was done, and thought of puppets.He talked with Rouya and Tsee later, and had them help him design some articulated puppets, and come up with some stories to choreograph to his narration. It was decided that it could be a nighttime act, illuminated by lamps, and John could be lit for a segment of narration, then the puppet stage lit for an enactment of the story. with sound effects by all, and guest voices as needed.After trying to make the puppets. ‎‎”I’m so bored, I’m almost clinically depressed,” I admitted.‎‎”Yeah, I get that,” she said. “So how does this gig work?”‎‎”Well a couple of days a week, you will need to go hang around a day care for kids from single parent homes. It isn’t a day care as much as a short term sanctuary for a while. Our mission is to keep them safe from the world.” I explained.‎‎”If somebody comes in with a gun?” she asked.‎‎”The simple answer is they go out in a body bag. The real answer is harder to explain. Michael and his wife, Sally met us at the door, they were dressed up as the Flintstones. Michael and Sally introduced us to a lot of the guests, some were from out of town, others neighbors of ours. The party was jumping as me and Glenn split up to mingle.I had a couple drinks when Michael came over and asked how I've been and asked me to dance; he led me into the middle of the floor. When we were dancing he would rub against me feeling my breasts and ass. He would grind his crotch against me.