It was mid-afternoon on the third day when the train pulled into Baltimore. It was the end of the line for the B&O railroad. Tom watched the activity ...hrough the boards making up the freight car. He motioned to the Stock car that was riding just in back of them and sent some complicated hand signals to Luke. He nodded his understanding, and that they would stay put in the car until Tom ordered them to leave.Once in the train yard Tom waited for the violent activity he expected. Soon the wait. "You seven girls get something that isn't normal—you get to have sex with a boy," Fawn sighed. "Nolan was my first boy. Five of you girls were homosexual males, and the other two occasionally had sex with males. It was decided that Nolan would have sex with you a few times a month."I had only one reservation about being pimped out. I feared that I wasn't going to give satisfaction to everybody. So many women, so little time..."High, people!" The new voice belonged to the last person I expected. Oh, by the way," Bill said. "Have you two ever done any swinging before?" My wife's the dancer in our family. I can do a little Foxtrot or a two-step sometimes but I don't know how to swing."Bill laughed."Maurice, I'm not talking about dancing when I talk about swinging. I'm talking about wife-swapping. We're a tight-knit group here, Maurice, and we always take care of our own." Oh," was all that Maurice could mutter."Don't you think that my wife, Tiffany, is pretty?" Gee, Mr. Tyndall, I mean. We were together for a year, then broke up. I’ve been single ever since.”“Oh.”“You seem kinda surprised.”“I guess I thought you were…”“…a slut?”Brandon shrugged awkwardly, avoiding her gaze.“I’m not offended. What else would you think? Anyway, if I wasn’t before, I am now. And I’m not ashamed of that. It’s actually…”“Liberating?”“Exactly. If there’s one thing I’ve noticed about older people it’s that they more often regret the things they didn’t do more than the things they did. So, I’m doing.