We're all about the same age aren't we, a quartet? Shall we sing?" I'm eighteen," said Anne, noting that the others were not listening to her but exch...nging their own sly looks and tiny smiles. She felt left out somehow, at sea.The crowded girls wriggled and adjusted their rich clothes. Anne was glad she had dusted her cheeks and chest with rice powder because she could see that all three of her coach-mates wore polonaise-type gowns that were quite open in front while hers had an embroidered. I looked over to the water and saw Lisa. The light from the fire was reflecting from Lisa and Don's eyes as they stared at the hoard descending on them. I could see Kathy at the top of the hill looking like the world was going to come to an end.The kids were quickly spread around the fire. Josh handed out sticks and Tammy had the marshmallows. Lisa was trying to hide along the side of the dock as I slowly walked out. I looked over at her lover."Hi Don. I'm Bob, Lisa's husband. Nice to finally. My dad and her mom put a stop to that as soon as they found out. She threw tantrums and slammed doors and told them that they were assholes. I had no idea what was going on, guys were so far from my mind that they could have lived on Jupiter. I had boys at school that were my friends but they never whistled after me or tried to touch my ass or boobs. I guess they knew I would have knocked them on their asses if they had tried. As we grew older Jenny began to wear outrageously sexy clothes. It. I just had no pity on him at all and I didn't care if I was civilised or not.We split up to find Carmen Bodardo and Richard Magnas. They were at work when we got to each of their addresses. One worked at Pearson International Airport and the other was a short haul trucker.The airport was crowded and people were excited. Their minds pounded on ours. Drugs helped but I figured that we were building up a sort of defence. Our children would have to learn about this to get along and I was determined.