’ ‘Yes, exactly,’ said the fellow northeasterner. ‘But you can’t tell that to someone who’s not from a colder climate. ‘Anyway, the su...mers are hot. And it was still close to summer when I first got here. Otherwise, initial impressions were a veritable flood. ‘It’s so green, so beautiful, in Yamaguchi. The women running this place were so cordial, so respectful, and so fun from the beginning. ‘And everybody else in society above the age of two also really gives you space to breathe. ‘It. I’ve lost track of how many times he’s commented on Amanda’s beauty, much to my wife’s delight. Of everyone in the group, Jansen is the biggest wildcard. And, if my suspicion is correct, has the biggest cock out of everyone gathered. He and I met at the local gym about 3 months ago. At 6’5, shoulder-length wavy blonde hair, rippling pecs and abs, arms and legs the size of tree trunks, and penetrating blue eyes, he’s built like a god. Whenever I see him at the gym, he always seems to be. I did what I did before: straddle his lap and sit on it. I held up the scarf. He gave a quick nod and I tied it around his eyes like before. "Last time, I made all of the decisions. This time you're going to help me. I think your problem is that you need to be more active." I reached behind me on the table and moved the honey pot closer. "Put out your hands," I told him. When he did, I used the dipper to run a line of honey over his fingers. A little dribbled on his thigh. "Taste your finger,". I sighed and rubbed my temples, eyes squeezed shut behind my spectacles. What to do? What can I do? What happened in the past cannot be erased. As much as I’d want to turn back the clock and do things differently, it’s not possible. Can the damage be repaired? No, we’re not talking about a car needing a bit of body work after a collision. This is a human being. We’re not talking about patching up or restoration. This is about healing. And that’s probably nigh impossible. I removed my spectacles.