"I love you," I started simply. Right off the bat, my tone of voice told her something was very wrong."Are you okay?" she asked."No, I'm not. I... let...something happen. Something really stupid. And I need to tell you about it." What are you talking about?"Every word took tremendous effort for me to force out, like I was pushing a boulder up a mountain. "There's... these two women at my new job. Last night, I—" Last night you WHAT?" One of them kind of had a thing for me and—I didn't push her. Or is there any 'homework' that the boys would like me to do while I'm over here for them? I could write and tell them how I got on... Oh, by the way, Father Murphy has asked me to ask you if you are intending to come to the Convent for the De-Flowering Ceremony? It seems that our training will soon be moving to practising serving males and the Father feels that it is important that you be the first to 'have' me. If possible, the Father hopes to have all the daddies or Master present so that. Thiswas only because of the stipulation to the race he lost to Luke a longtime ago. Calling Luke Luka to his face was worth not hearing aboutlosing that race to him. Tom wanted a rematch more than a retail workerwanted the Holiday Season over, but would not pay the price. Each timeTom asked Luke to race again, Luke demanded that if Tom lost then hewould have to quit lying about him liking to wear dresses.Dealing with Tom at the bike park was a little part of the highlights ofthese 4 years.. Sylvia, his mother laughing at something that happened inone of his stories, baking cookies, or watched him playing withKimster. Riding their bikes together, Robb's lack of friends kind offorced a bond between the two. There was an unspoken trust thatexisted. They wrestled together, with her never getting out of thedreaded 'spider' hold. She was always a little tomboyish. She wouldpretend her Barbies were soldiers just so he would play with her. Robbeven sat with her as Darth Vader and G.I. Joe.