”“I’m so sorry Steve… I thought you were Sam,” I lied. “It was dark, I was tipsy,” I said truthfully this time.“It’s ok… really. W... were all a little tipsy. It was an accident and let’s leave it at that.”“OK, fair enough, and please don’t say anything to anyone.”“Yeah, no worries there. I’m enough of a social outcast without people thinking I get blown by my sister.”“Don’t say that, you’re a sweet guy and you have a girlfriend! Finally!”“Yeah sure… and Sam? What’s the deal with that? I thought. 'I felt the muscles in my scalp tighten and I shivered. My eyes seemed riveted to the images of Anita and Paul. A cold wave of air swept through my collection room as I continued to stare at the painting. And I heard again the whisper 'The water', 'The fire, the fire'. I felt like I was submerged deep in water and I struggled like a diver, his lungs screaming for air, struggling for the surface. I inhaled deeply and the spell was broken. I quickly left the room and locked the door behind. The next morning at 8:15 I called Sid on the phone. Carol was on the extension listening as I whispered,"Hi Sid... Has Sam left yet?" Not yet honey... he leaves at 8:30 each morning like clockwork... why are you whispering?"I winked at Carol laying beside me in bed and whispered into the phone,"Carol is asleep in the bedroom. I have about an hour before she will wake up." OK baby, I will leave the door unlocked. I will be in the bedroom waiting for you. And Dave... I am dying to fuck you."And. "My theory skirt, why?" Where did that skirt go?" the voice had increased to a shriek."What are you talking about mother?" I mean you weren't wearing anything, you tramp!" Mo-om," the attitude was evident."Don't mom me in that tone of voice. What the fuck were you wearing? No wonder the whole school thinks you're a whore, and all the parents are gossiping about it too! Look what you've done to this family!" her mother was screaming.And every girl in the dressing rooms knew exactly who she was.