"I closed my eyes and sighed. "Oh fuck! That's right. I was wearing a purple sheet." You mean this one?" asked Owen, holding up a purple bed sheet.I o...ened my eyes. "Yeah, that's mine. Is my bra around?" What color is it?" Purple. I really would like it back. It's my favorite." We usually keep them as mementos of our parties." What will it cost me to get it back?" I'd say a blowjob, but you don't look so good and to be honest, I'm enjoying our chat. Finish your water and I'll try to rescue you. I knowI wouldn't have believed it myself if it hadn't actually happened to me."But are you okay now?" I nodded as she helped me over to a bench and satdown beside me. "I tried to follow after you, but I lost track of youpretty quick." She took a napkin out of her purse and handed it to me. "Iran across this one girl sitting in the middle of the plaza looking likeshe'd seen a ghost or something," she said quietly, putting one arm aroundmy waist and leaning into me."Yeah, I think I ran into. Bill thumbed through the early years of the Diary ... highschool angst and frustration ... the nickname 'Drink' settled upon him by the head cheerleader, the horrible uncoordination of bone growth and lagging muscle growth. Eighth grade was particularly horrid. The class picture had him standing in the back row while the rest of his classmates were on a riser. Everyone says girls out grow boys in the eighth grade ... but not 'Drink.'Senior year, he finally caught up with himself. He looked like. 'You know when you ran you put me in a fix, he said, that's a problem, how do I file this report, how do I complete an investigation?' We drove in silence for a while, out of the business district, to down by the railroad tracks and the river. I really wasn't paying attention, my life was over when this got out, Mom would beat me without pity in the least, If I wind up down at the precinct I could lose my scholarship. Every thing I'd worked for for the last six years gone in a flash, all.