” She shook her head, then said “If you set the projector up on the bedside table and take down the picture on the blank wall at the bottom of the...bed, its set for the distance, but please, don’t judge me by the contents, as I would have done anything for him back when they were taken!” she grinned then said you go set it up and I will sort out a cottage pie for tea and a brew, and we will watch one or two, you choose which, oh and remember we only have three weeks from now! Then came the. .. it hurts... hurts so bad...", she said, still sobbing."I'm sorry for that, Tonya," he replied, a tone of genuine sorrow in his voice, "But it has to happen that way; if we did this at a regular pace, it would take months, or even years to resolve the pain that you have inside. This way, you have the opportunity to rebuild yourself and get on with your life quickly." But... does it... have to... hurt... hurt so much?" I'm afraid so, Tonya," he said, apologetically, "You'll learn how to work. " There were a couple of cute Pi Kaps that I would have liked to try out, but I decided that if I kept putting out for frat rats and pulling the occasional frat house train the word would get out that I was a slut. I was, but that didn't mean that I wanted it to become common knowledge.I needed a sex life, but I needed to stay away from college boys. The solution to my problem was simple. I called Harvey and let him know that I was available. All through my sophomore year and the summer that. If he could have had his wish, he’d have been what the word meant, because then he’d have been able to save her. He hung his head and now weeks afterward, he finally began to weep for her. The house was locked up the third day, and he looked at his bike, wishing. Not this time, he thought. He climbed into his big Ford and began the long drive south. When he arrived a few days later, he had it together as the woman that he considered his mother hugged him tightly in welcome. —————– CHAPTER 1.