Karen hugged Toms arm.”TOM ... What is happening ... is he going to be all right?” Karen was crying and hugging his arm. Tom didn’t know what to...say. Tom’s dad was a doctor, and from stories he had been told, he knew this was not going to end well. After about 15 minutes, the doctor came out, took Karen’s hand. Without saying anything at first, she knew.“Mrs. Peterson. I am so sorry ... his injuries were just too massive, I really wish we could have done more.”Karen just fell on Tom, wailing. She looked at herself appraisingly in the mirror, smiling to herself at the thought that her business colleagues would never recognise this wanton creature. In her job she had to be professional and in control at all times, and her buttoned-up appearance and serious persona reflected that duty. No-one who worked with Anna would ever guess that when she booked a day off, as she did every few weeks, that she would be in a hotel, preparing for... Anna dragged herself from this train of thought -. Suddenly aware of his situation he turned himself away from Devon who looked pointedly at the trunks on the bed. Dude, Devon said quietly, we're guys, we both got the same equipment, no problem. Peters looked over at him and mumbled, yeah, no problem. In seconds both were in trunks though Devon was frowning down at the skimpy 'trunks" wrapped around his waist. Peters looked at his student, What's wrong he asked, they to loose. Devon looked up, no, I thought they'd be a bit bigger,. It doesn't have to be cold and clinical. That's why I am hiding out. I am a person with feelings too. If you don't feel comfortable, you can leave at any time. There is no pressure." It's just that I have never gone all the way before. I'm not sure I feel comfortable just doing it that way. I always thought I would at least be at a prom or something. Besides, I am a little young to be a mother." Are you? A hundred years ago someone your age would likely have had two or three children already.".