I was just testing that line to see her reaction. It will help me when I use it in my novel. She headed for the door as if she were going to leave in ... huff. She stopped, turned, and looked at me. "Well that was a stupid threat! Where do I think I'm going?" I calmed her down. Then we talked as we chopped, minced, and diced. Working as a team, we made a very tasty vegetable stew. Yeah that's right another fucking vegetarian. "Would you like something cozy to put on?" Again she ran her eyes up. ...I had a bunk bed with a futon on bottom and always slept on bottom. I top Matt her got top bunk and refused. I told him I couldnt sleep up there...I just never slept well. and he said "Well I guess we'll have to share." So at first I put a wall of blankets between us, said "Good night" and rolled over facing away from him....soon enough he piped up, "Do you wanna play a game?" "What game?" "It's called chicken" he said, "how do you play?" I asked. "Well, you see, you do whatever you can to. Gradually we sank to the floor of the shower. “Oh wow, Ruth, that was incredible”. As I held her, I realised she was crying. “Oh God, Ruth, don’t tell me I hurt you?”. “No”, she sobbed. “I love you Sam, don’t ever leave me”. Holding her tight, I answered “I love you too Ruth, and I’ll never leave you, I promise”. We stayed there for a few minutes, then stood and slowly washed each other. Soaping me again, Ruth said, “That was the fastest I’ve ever come. It came as a bit of a surprise, what was. S. income the way U.S. citizens can. Same thing with personal rights, I’m sure. What’s your name. Miss?”“Gillian Stewart, sir.”“Gillian, I’m not old enough to be a sir, if you please.” A few nervous giggles. “If you had the choice, would you participate if it were voluntary?”“I don’t know ... I heard that last year it was horrible, blokes had to do dreadful things. But last week it was, well, calm? But I couldn’t do anything because Mum told me that she didn’t want me doing it.”“Sir?” I asked.