(Children [those under sixteen] were subject to the same dress standards as anywhere else in America.)So any sixteen-year-old boy could stop me on the...street and order me around, and even discipline me if I did something against the rules. I wasn't sure if that was exciting, frightening, or disgusting.And soon, Janet would be in the same boat.The household rules included some familiar rules, such as that I always have the right to ask for clarification of instructions. But there were. On our street, my grandad liveshere, and one other man. God takes the men first." - Svetlana Alexievich "Chernobyl Prayer"The darkness.All we have as men is the night now...Once upon a time there had been a river. A meandering river which becameknown as La Bonne. At first my town had been just a village by the seabut gradually, because it was well served by La Bonne, a town sprung up,with all the vices, including the world's oldest profession, associatedwith a seaport.La Bonne had been. Then he said to her:"Just put your legs up on my lap, okay. I just want to hold some part of you." All right, all right, here." Tanya leaned against the car door on her side.She stretched her legs across the seat. Her feet were lying in Howie's lap.Howie was contented for the moment. He began playing with Tanya's sneakers. He untied her laces and took her shoes off. She was wearing a fresh pair of gym socks. He looked up to see if she was noticing what he was doing.She was not. Her eyes were. We both knew we weren't, and never really had considered ourselves as true brother and sister, but saying it at times, for whatever reason, seemed to add that additional spice of naughtiness to whatever we were doing."Oh fuck yes!" she moaned pleasurably, wantonly. "I love it when you play with my cunt!" she now tossed out, once again using a word that she rarely ever did, preferring the word pussy more often than not, rarely saying the "C" word as she called it unless she was extremely horny..