”Nate grabbed my ankle “What are you going to let me have?”I kicked free of his hand and backed away to the middle of the room. I stood there po...sed for another attack, hoping for another attack.He came at me holding his pants so they wouldn’t slide down while he prowled. I delighted in in the intensity of his stare, he was intent on getting to me again and I was waiting. My cousin lunged but I dodged and when he stumbled past I grabbed his jeans, pulled them to his ankles then jumped back. There were morepeople than he'd ever seen before, maybe more than existed in all ofLondinium. Bright electric lights shown from the ceiling of the hall,illuminating the stage.For a moment, he could see himself from the perspective of someone inthe audience; her, he knew, instinctively. Thomas was wearing a tuxedo;Long tails trailed from the back of the black jacket. He wore patentleather shoes, gold cuff-links, a crisp white shirt, a silver waistcoat,and a bowtie to complete the ensemble. He. "Of course I mean it. I don't know why they don't make sexy underwearlike that for men. Why is everything comedic with so-called posingpouches? Elephant trunks? Tape measures? It's a joke." I don't know." Shelley was unsure whether Charlie was referring toher claim that he looked sexy in her knickers or whether men's sexypants were a joke so she remained quiet and waited for him to proceed."I know that it felt good when you touched me," he said eventually,"and to be honest I didn't mind wearing. "Let go; you're gonna kill him!" Aunt Marie had grabbed me around thewaist and tried to pull me away, which only made things worse.Just as I was starting to see bright spots floating in front of myeyes, I heard something tear and I gasped for breath. "Daddy, pleasestop. You're tearing my dress." Shut up. This is for your own good." Behind the anger, there almostseemed to be sadness in his voice.By the time my sight cleared, I could see Mom had both arms around myfathers neck and was trying to.