"What?" I answered. "Kuomi’s breasts." "I hadn’t really noticed." "Bullshit," she laughed, her hand brushing across the front of my sarong, bely...ng the fact that I indeed had. "I know you when you see a pair of naked breasts. What about the others, or haven’t you had time to notice them yet?" "Okay," I laughed. "They all look good to me, especially yours," I said, taking her hand and giving it a squeeze. "Now what about the boys, or haven’t you been looking?" "You can’t really tell from. It was still very hot out. We had been barefoot all night. Neil was the first to have taken his shirt off, leaving only basketball shorts. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t wearing underwear because I could see a perfect, vivid outline of a circumcised cock against his shorts. The only bathroom in the house was upstairs next to the kitchen, being used by all the adults. So when we had to piss, we would walk to the side yard and pee on the tree line between the houses. Multiple trips together to pee. There was no closure, and he wondered where he stood with her.He wanted them to remain friends, and yet the opposite seemed to have happened. They were at odds; antagonistic towards each other. So it was in that unsettled frame of mind that he took the train home.He was glad to get back to the house. It welcomed him into its quiet embrace. He noted that Karin had been in and that the fridge and freezer were well stocked. He blessed the woman; even after they had parted as lovers, she still. Neither could Donovan. At first, only a single tear formed in her eye, spilling over to streak down her pale cheek. After only a moment, more tears followed the first. Suddenly, the sky opened up, mixing ice cold rain with her tears. She raised her face to the harsh droplets, closing her eyes. The fresh dirt beneath her began to turn to mud, but she didn’t seem to notice. Donovan crossed the short distance to where she kneeled. ‘You’re going to drown doing that.’ Her sad, empty brown eyes.