Tell him how you feel without bitchin at him. If he's the kind of guy you've said, he'll be honest with you." What if he wants Lady something or anoth...r? What if he tells me we're over?" That's a possibility," I said. "But do you want to sit around until summer to find out?"I could tell that Rocky was mulling over what I'd said. "I seem to remember someone telling me to quit feeling sorry for myself and get on with my life. That sound familiar?"Rocky looked at me hard for a moment and then. I was slowly filled with a conviction that she could read my thoughts. In my pain and growing exhaustion it seemed any thoughts of anger or rebellion could be sensed by her and would result in another terrible beating. My sense of identity became detached. My world focused on her and her club. That if my becoming her dog would lessen the pain started seeming a very logical choice.After several days of torture, when my behavior had gotten to a point were she was satisfied I was subdued, she led. I slowly drink the juice starting to feel a bit better, when I’m done she takes the glass from me and go back inside, I wonder why she didn’t talk to me, but dismissed it with a shrug. When all the plants have been thoroughly watered I stopped the pump, put the lawnmower away and got my bicycle next to the house, I cycled home and realized that I’m not feeling all that good. Getting home I tell my mom how I feel, she gives me some medication and tells me to go lie down, well I wasn’t going to. ..ALL HARD LIKE THAT!"THE BOY SAID. "OKAY, k**. LET'S GO OUT TO THE POOL AND I'LL LET YOU LOOK AT IT AS MUCHAS YOU WANT." PAUL FOLLOWED BRYAN OUT TO THE POOL. HE WATCHED BRYAN'S CUTE BUBBLEBUTTBOUNCE EVER SO SLIGHTLY IN FRONT OF HIM. HE WOULD HAVE TO FIGURE A WAY TOGET THAT BOY'S ASS. HE WANTED IT MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE ON EARTH. BRYANDOVE IN AND PAUL FOLLOWED, BOTH EMERGING ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THEPOOL. PAUL PULLED HIMSELF OUT OF THE WATER AND SAT ON THE EDGE. BRYAN WASTREDDING WATER.