I wanted to call her, but I thought my calling would represent a backward, retreating, step for me.Afterwards, when Brenda dropped me off at home, I t...ld her I'd decided not to bother calling Emily."I don't want you talking to her anymore either. If she calls you, tell her I'm not interested in changing anything to please her. Tell her that I said you can't talk to her anymore. After you tell her that, say goodbye, then hang up." Should I call her if she doesn't call me?" No. If she doesn't. You prepared a beverage yesterday morning, called coffee. While you were distracted I used some of my limited remaining energy to enter your world through a small mirror you have on your kitchen counter. Once I entered I put some of my slime in your coffee to help you feed me so that we may have this conversation." You drugged me?" I shouted more than said. Suddenly yesterday started making sense. Why the coffee had tasted so good and why I was feeling so different. Was the slime causing. We did some small talk when he told me about his brother's porn stash that we should check out, and that his folks happened to be out for the day, as was his brother.We got to his place, sat at the table in the kitchen. He left and came back almost right away holding a briefcase: that was the stash! We started leafing through the mags; there were some body-builder magazines, but mostly they were nudist magazines, which were about the most explicit stuff you could find in Canada at the time. Soon we made it to the beach house. It was freezing inside, but the furnace soon had us all toasty warm.Richard and Joshua called me Miss wimpy because I still had my parka on. I laughed and said when this place warms up I’ll settle in and put my jammies on. Until then the parka stays on I said hugging myself and standing over a heater duct. I walked over to the bar and poured a shot of rum and drank it down.I told the boys we need hot coffee or hot chocolate, which do you two prefer? Hot.