"The boy nodded, then with an apologetic laugh he said."Mr. Burkett, people who have my last name do one of two things. They go out for Sports or they...play Music. I play guitar and sing. So, if you ever need someone to sing between Acts at the Junior or Senior Class Play—I'm your guy." Okay," Principal Burkett laughed, "You'd better go. I wouldn't want you to be late for your next class."So... , that's how it went all the way through High School. Even during Smokey's and my Senior year, they. “Leave it. Come on.”“This is a boat,” he said ... not that a pile of wood and a bunch of bulk ‘glass, resin and hardener looked like a boat. Eventually ... it did ... it even sailed off to a showroom somewhere up north and they tell me it sold.I worked on it ... let the buyer beware!I learned that short pieces of ‘glass over lapped worked much better than trying to work a huge piece before the resin fired off ... hardened.I learned that hardener stinks and is bad for my lungs. Paper masks don’t. How about I punch, kick and slap you around for an hour or so until beg me to stop. How about I do that until you beg for me to fuck you so that I will stop beating you... We can do it like that... or, you can take off your cloths, get fucked and live to see your children another day. Think about your children Sally. They'll miss you. Your funeral will be a closed casket baby. Because after I'm done with your ass no one will be able to recognize that pretty little face of yours."I laid it on. I’d come into season.I knew that a shifter in season had an effect on others.I had thought Greta’s love making the night before I left had been intense. The girls who looked after the Residence, rubbing against me and touching more than usual at breakfast before I left had also been out of character.I’d not paid it any real attention because I had wanted to get on the road. I now knew why they had been behaving as they did. I had laughed off their words of them missing me, reminding them I’d.