Isabel despised men. After high school, she made her vows of abstinencenot only out of faith, but out of disdain. As far as she was concerned,all men ...ere nothing more than chauvinistic assholes who thought ofnothing but sex. She believed that they all lived under an oppressivepatriarchy and that the system was skewed to make women fail and make mensucceed. Father Enrique was the only one who understood her point ofview. That's why she was taking his theology class in school."Good morning. This is Jonas. What do you want to have him do for his punishment? I know him. He’s kinda shy and not a bad guy.”I was stuck. I hadn’t really thought of anything. I looked at Jenn and shrugged.“How about this?” she said and whispered in my ear. “Okay,“ I said, ”I’ve never done that before but it could be fun.”“Great,” said Jenn. She gave me a big kiss and headed for her chair at the side of the room. “Call him when you’re ready.” She smiled.I was starting to like being in control of things.. The pistol went in his belt and the rifle in his left hand. He gazed down at the knives he had laid on the table for a moment. The he sighed, picked the knives up and pushed them into his satchel."Captain," Cody said with a nod of acknowledgment before stepping towards the entrance of the hut.The Captain of the Peruvian Army watched the tall, black haired, Nort' Americano teacher walk out the door with a shiver of fear. He had worked with Americans before, but none had seriously made him. She caressed my body, my breasts, my penis. Her hands wrapped around my stomach, her lips and hot breath on my neck. I craved her.Still, we had to go. We had to leave and drive further, further into the unknown. But the drives were better, far more enjoyable. We laughed, we teased and we talked. I looked at my mom. She had turned my entire life around. No more abuse, no more fists, no more name calling. I thought to myself that I had to look strong, to help my mother through the event, through.