"Meghan," Jo said gently, "I think you're letting this get to you a little too much." Letting it get to me?" she asked. "Letting it get to me? You're ...alking about rape, Jo! How many people have you raped? How many times did you leave our bed and then go pick up some dude or some chick and get it on while you still smelled like us? How many times, Jo?"Jo remained calm. "Well," she said, "in the particular example you just gave, the answer is none. I have never left your bed and gone immediately. I just smiled and threw the net over the side. He had pulled his boat into one of the many large branches that fed the swamp. The fish from the swamp passed in and out of the opening to feed in the stream. I had no idea if it was legal to gill net the branch or not. I also didn't care. It was a small crime and Juan was the skipper, not me. It took only a few minutes to string the net.Juan: You know Cher, I used to net twenty times that much swamp.Me: So what happened?Juan: I got old. That's. " Exactly. So the contemporary bark paintings invariably give themselves away." I'll remember that. Let's go rescue Rachel."I was still troubled about the tjuringa. After dinner I explained the problem to Rachel."I don't know what to tell you. Probably, if you located the elders of the Wanaruah, they might have a purification ritual. But I don't know whether there are any elders of the Wanaruah any more. In fact, there may not be any Wanaruah at all." We can look that up online," I said. Though. I had decided thatstanding around like a prune would look odd. Anyway they appeared to bemaking shopping seem fun and why shouldn't I have fun as well."Just the thing," responded Anna. "You've certainly got a good eye."We carried on browsing and I pulled out a casual dress with a denimjacket. "What do you think?" Ooh yes," both girls responded."Let's try them on," encouraged Erika.We trouped into the changing room and we were soon exhibiting our newoutfits to each other in the changing room.