How can you do... the other?"He pushed her away, paced three steps toward the door, then toward the fire. He faced her again."Let us begin with the wo...st reason, shall we? Let me shatter your image of me. We rape German women because we can! We can get away with it. No soldier who has had the chance to do that with impunity, and has done it, can ever forget the experience. There is a special joy in raping the women of the people who have tried to kill you. It is intoxicating. I have known men. ”“Your Mom’s in the bathroom, and I got tired of waiting for you. Can I come in?”Jason nodded. How long had she stood in his doorway? He plopped down again, this time holding his socks.Stephanie moved around his room, peeking into his closet and even into his open dresser drawer. Instead of sneakers, she wore flip-flops, and her lavender nails sported tiny green polka dots. “You’re lucky,” Steffi said. “I got stuck in the smallest bedroom.”“This room has drawbacks.”“Like what?”“The master. .. so vulnerable. So undeserving. He was alive to me there beneath the light, slick with water and red with heat."I'm sorry," I whispered.He ran a hand through his hair and then rested his head against the wall. "We haven't seen much of each other lately." No, we haven't." I took a breath. "I've been wondering something. This is probably going to be a weird question."His eyebrows lifted. "I'm intrigued." I think we have the most sex out of all your friends' relationships."He laughed and rubbed. But I don't know anythin' bad 'bout him. I'm afraid that ya're gonna need a lot better description than the one ya got to find who ya're lookin' fer." Yeah, it shore looks that way. I'll be more careful the next time I question somebody. Well, I'm much obliged fer yer time, Ed. Is there a good place ta eat afore I go home?" Ya're welcome. I wish I could be more he'p ta ya. Ya'll find a pretty good restaurant 'bout 2 blocks down that way. Good luck, an' ifen I kin do anythin', ya be shore ta let.