.my parents would be home soon and I knew I had to get permission first. The guys took out some beers and that's when I started getting scared. EVER...BODY knew that bad kids drank and when they offered it to you, you were supposed to say NO. But Mike had kindly opened one for me and when he handed to me, I reluctantly sipped at what tasted like a bottle of cat pee. Shannon did it nonchalantly and I tried my best to imitate her but inside I was wishing to go home. I'd only gotten through. I put my Glock behind my belt in back where the fall of my sportcoat would hide it and left the room to find someone in authority who knew something about what was going on. I shut the cabin door behind me and strode off down the corridor. I made three steps before it opened, then closed again.I turned to see my two young daughters and Danielle exiting the cabin and striding along behind me. Megan was stuffing her 9mm inside her purse and Evelyn was dropping her .32 into a pocket in her slacks.. ‘That world, that life, it has grown silent to you.’ And she had accepted that silence as one might a gift from a stranger. And yet… …remnants of that life were all around her – scattered everywhere. Everywhere – like the scars she could not feel…she saw the truth of that other existence everywhere she looked: the empty kitchen and the clean coffee maker, the cold stove that she had cooked eggs on hundreds of times, the empty pitcher once so full of orange juice… so full of life… And yet… …she. ..” I wanted to lie but was too nervous.“Yea, I thought so. Well that just will not do,” she said and grabbed my hand and pulled me into the master bedroom. I dropped some of the clothes I'd been holding, but was too jittery to fight her. The she started unbuttoning her blouse. “I, uh…” I stammered.“My daughter will NOT be having her first sexual experience with a virgin!” She stated firmly to me. “It sounds all romantic and perfect, but virgins are clumsy and don’t even know how to get.