I finish removing the shirt and step down into the steaming water. I love hot baths, it is one of my guilty pleasures, I can soak hours if I have a go...d book and a free day. I lay back pulling my hair up off of my neck and lean against the tub… oh this feels good. Somehow you have always known when I needed a non-day as I like to call them. I just drift almost asleep. The water starts to go cold after about forty minutes so I climb out and slowly rub dry with a large fluffy towel. I blow out. She'd carried her own suitcase to the front door from the car, no doubt hoping to avoid fighting with Paul about whether he would be the one to carry in her luggage. For the moment, the lone suitcase was left stranded and forgotten on the front porch.Lois' display of joy in reuniting with Paul wasn't lost on Marjorie Elias. Paul's mom didn't miss much. She quietly registered immense satisfaction with this young woman. Marjorie's confidence -- confidence that, at least, her cruelly maimed son. “Dick and Jane have learned how to have orgasms,” Mommy said. “Jane has learned that girls can have more than one. She had a multiple orgasm.““It’s better to be a girl!” Jane said. She licked her own juice from her fingers.“It has been a good day,” Daddy said. “Now, let’s go back to the cabin and wash up. Then we will have lunch.”Vocabulary for Chapter OneNudist: A person who does not wear clothes, or who spends most of his or her time naked.Erection: A state of sexual arousal in which a boy’s. That's how it should have ended. That's how you make a statement. That's how you make a slut."Oh, god this bus is slow." What's your hurry? You got a hot date or something?"Heather looked to the freshman boy sitting beside her, a neighbor kid who liked to carry her books just to be seen with her--Harold--Weird Harold. She said, "No, I can't date yet. I told you that. I'm just sick of riding this fucking bus. I don't think I can take two more fucking days. Next year, I'll have my driver's.