"You can let me out here and I'll walk." I offered"Nah, you want me to drive you." He answered.I knew I didn't, but I said he was right. I screamed at...myself for agreeing with him."You wanna play a game?" he asked."Not really." I answered."I think you do." No, I'm quite certain that I don't." I answered, the certainty in my voice was definite."You wanna play a game. Now tell me you do." I wanna play a game." I answered, assuring myself that I did it to help pass the time. I couldn't think of. And that’s partly my fault for fulfilling most of them.”“Most,” she giggled.“Well, your two-guys-on-one-girl fantasy will have to remain just that, fantasy.”“There are others,” she said.I knew what the major other one was, but let it go. This wasn’t the time.“I’m well aware!”“Do we have time to make love one more time before you leave?”I checked the clock and answered softly, “Yes, let’s make love.”Our bodies joined again, slightly more urgent than the previous time because the minutes were. But it’s time, man. I gotta have my own place. So, in a couple of weeks?” I said.“No problem man, you know that. I’ll help you move, and so will Milt. You have collected a lot of shit in these past months that needs to be packed up,” he said.And then I was moved in to my new place. It was May 1995. Sands Apartments Room #103, in Chandler, Arizona. And time passed as usual.“Thanks Doctor Hardy,” said James Winters, as he was being unwrapped. His burned face was fixed, well, fixed as much as. He didn’t remember how he ended up with it all, his thoughts were consumed with his sister. ‘She’s so dirty,’ the little voice inside his head said. ‘A stupid, dirty, naughty, nasty girl. She’s a… She’s a…’ ‘A SLUT!’ Mikey said aloud, making a couple of kids walking by him jump. ‘She’s a dirty, naughty slut!’ ‘And a WHORE,’ the voice in his head agreed. ‘She’s letting that boy touch her boobs, touch her butt.’ ‘Slut,’ Mikey said under his breath. ‘He’s putting his thing in her thing!’ the voice.