”“And instead of telling me, he waited until I came to say hi and deliberately turned and made out with her in front of me,” I told her.She nodd...d. “He’s ... He’s still young,” she said tactfully. “He wasn’t very mature about how he reacted, but then neither were you.”“I tried to walk away. Your douche-bag husband wouldn’t let me leave the room. I can’t get much more mature than trying to leave without causing more of a scene. I understand though. Billy’s your baby. You and your husband always. “What the hell’s got into you Eve?” asked Tom. I replied by French kissing him and told him that a guy had walked into the shower area, just as I had emerged from the shower, naked, and dripping wet. “He saw everything Tom,” I said, “and instead of being horrified as I would normally. That turned out to be wrong, but he saw me anyway."After that both boys lapsed into silence again. An hour and fifty minutes later, Gavin roused himself and started to give James directions."Take the next exit."Getting closer and closer to the point at which he would be back in action again, Gavin's senses were all heightened. His memory of the directions was clear and before too long the SUV's headlights picked out the same gate that Markow had passed through."Too risky to simply drive. " Not my Thorvald!" wept Astrid.Surely Gudrun's words were said in jest. Her husband assured her that no heathen woman had tempted him in this way, although he was often rather coarse in his description of their freckled, red-haired beauty. Although Astrid had no great love for Hibernian women, who were mere chattels to their men and worshipped the god of Charlemagne and Rome, she had no wish that they should suffer from the brutish passions of the village's menfolk, and most of all from.