I love all that we're doing, I truly do. I just don't think I can help myself. The more stuff I do to you, the more I want to do. I don't know what I'... capable of anymore." I understand, Judy. Frankly, I love what you've done so far. I don't take it personally. I know you really love me; still, you'd better slow down. I do have a rather strong masochistic streak that I never knew I had. I love the humiliation, though I hate it. I do love watching people have sex, and I will go to extremes to do. Believe me when I tell you that is a good thing. I'm not certain of everything Kasey has done but I can tell you almost everything she would have done if you hadn't been there for her. She probably would have done exactly the same things I did."I tried alcohol at 15 and started having sex shortly after. I tried pot and mushrooms before my 16th birthday. I stole money from my Dad's wallet and cigarettes from his pocket. I didn't have someone to confide in. My Dad was 35 when I was born. That. "Like records. By 1990, they will become obsolete. They'll be replaced by disks that are read by a laser light."Wendy snorted. "Duh, yeah! Like I could predict that as well," she said, but she didn't say it meanly or with spite. "Technology is bound to move on," she said."It's more than that, though," I said. "For instance, I know we will have two new Popes in the next three years. And the second one will come from Poland." Shit," said Wendy. She bent her head low to whisper more quietly. "Are. "Get out."Kirk looked stupidly at the ring in his hand. His face became pinchedand his eyes narrowed in anger. He drew his hand back and he heaved theheavy ring at Robert's face. "NOOOOOOOO," Kirk cried as he unleashed thering. "She's MINE!"Robert spun around faster than a lightening bolt and grabbed Kirk by thethroat and pressed him to the wall. It was Robert's turn to grit histeeth. "Be careful now ole buddy, that's my sister not your playthingor your private cheerleading squad. She's.