Baker said in surprise and bewilderment.“I’ll take the paddling,” I smiled at her.“You WANT me to paddle you?” she questioned, looking at me...with her face in a knot.“Well no, I don’t want a paddling. I don’t want to give up this game either. It’s a time to show that we can stand up to them. Stand up to dictatorship! We’ll show these men we are equals!” I railed in the cause of feminism and equivalence even it meant a pair of burning buns.“I’ll take whatever you can deal out,” I said, still. “Both of you, stay away from that thing. I’ll be right back.” She ran off to the house and both men backed away further from the glowing crystal shard. Lann waved the rest of the family back so they wouldn’t be close enough to be hurt if something bad happened. A minute later she came running back out, carrying her old travel pack with her. Lann just nodded and she opened the pack and pulled out a small metal box. Andrew could see by the color it had to be lead. They watched as she pulled out a. He stopped touching her. That was a bad sign. However, he still looked into her eyes. That was good sign. ‘First I want to thank you for your… compassion. I still get these… spontaneous moments of grief. Certain things trigger them, and I’ve decided to just let the emotion out instead of bottling it all up.’ He laughed, and warned her, ‘If you keep giving me therapeutic sex every time I feel sad I may never want to be happy.’ She nervously laughed with him. Sam continued, ‘Sherry…’ Here it. All memories she had that associated to such feelings were more than five years old, most of them were more than thirteen years old. The memories were painful to her because safety and happiness were not parts of her current life. She was not as unaware of the present as she would have liked to be, in Baglian’s somewhat cold and functional apartment it had been easy for her to distance herself from reality and he had let her do that, but in this cosy room designed for soul warming relaxation it.