Then suddenly, the bus was driving past a number of buildings of a style that he’d never seen before. The sight of the building was a relief. Buildi...gs meant people, people meant trash, and trash meant food. Buildings also meant there would be little odd corners in which he could hide. Places where he could hide were places he could sleep.The bus turned a corner. The buildings were gone, and they were now driving along a huge grass lawn. Jibat couldn’t believe how big it was. The open spaces. I left it alone. I could deal with most of what was going on. Except I wanted sex. And I sure wasn't getting it from her. Even at 40, I had hormones, and I had a sex drive.I thought she was cheating. I went as far as checking into it. Even accused her a couple of times. She laughed, would deny it, and that would be the end of that. At one point, she even told me if I was that horny and desperate, I should find a girlfriend. I was initially pissed off, but then realized that I was just. We didn't say anything else as I thanked her for the dance and walked her back to her seat. Mark remained silent but I could tell he was fuming. I went back to where my friends were, and soon we all left.It was a couple of days later when I was leaving school that Mark and a couple of his friends accosted me. "Stay the fuck away from Mary. Next time I won't be just talking. She's my girl."I stared at him for a few seconds. "Listen Mark, I'm not the least bit afraid of you. Any time you want to. The girls’ camp seemed to be empty. What was going on? Jason kept to the edge of the camp, which was framed on two sides by the crescent-shaped hill that had abruptly ended their plane’s forward movement when it crashed 2 years ago. The third side of the camp was the clearing that had been carved by that same crash that sloped down to the beach, and the last side contained the trail that went into the jungle that had been created by two years of foot traffic. The beach was too wide open, with.