Carol had headedoff with some friends and a few minutes after midnight Diane and Igrabbed a cab to the apartment. We were silent for a while."Tell me ...hat Lana Phelps did." Forget it Diane," I responded. "Just let it be." You're my brother Andy. I made you come to the show; I am responsiblefor you so don't tell me to drop it." I'm nineteen you know."Diane looked at me for a moment and sighed."Andy, in some ways you're a very young nineteen. I know you don't wantto hear that, but it's true.. As he talked, I thought about how to sue the time to throw the investigation off our trail and start setting up my new identity… but I didn’t think it was time to tell Everett who I was, not just yet.Everett mentioned that the girls would go out in two groups, a few days apart. This was because they had to be flown out in small, private planes, and larger groups weren’t feasible when you were smuggling human beings out of the country or into another. He ticked off the ones we would be shipping. The boys appeared a moment later. “Be honest mum.” Chris said in my ear, “You enjoyed that didn’t you?”“Yes Chris I did.” I said quietly pulling myself into a sitting position against the tree. “In fact, and don’t ever tell your dad this, but it was the best fuck I have had in years.” And that was the truth.“Well I know I can’t give you what a man can as I am not big enough yet.” He said “So until I am we will do this now and again, as I enjoy seeing you being used like a whore.”“We better get. In the meantime it was folly to grieve, or to think. The prince had provided all the appliances of pleasure. There were buffoons, there were improvisatori, there were ballet-dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. All these and security were within. Without was the "Red Death." It was toward the close of the fifth or sixth month of his seclusion, and while the pestilence raged most furiously abroad, that the Prince Prospero entertained his thousand friends at a masked.