“Get comfy, I’m not tired either.”We were lying on the pillows, facing each other, me in my slacks and her in the robe. “Carrie seduced me in ...er car. She was the first.”“Carrie? My friend Carrie?”For the next 45 minutes I revealed my sexual history to Maxine. She would interrupt with questions and when I got to the point when I got married I stopped and told her it was her turn. She took a deep breath and began to relate her intimate past. As she talked I began to get stirrings in my nuts as I. I like the feeling. It makes me feel sexy and exposed. It would be better if I was braver I guess. I have been teaching for a couple of years now. The school year usually ends the same way, me regretting my life choices.I have been reading a lot of adult stories lately. Not the normal kind either. I have been spending a lot of time at my desk after School had finished, in the stories it always leads to something. You know, a coworker comes in, overpowers and molests me. Or I get abducted on the. " And?" Maybe the time just isn't right."Walt let it rest for a while. Then he said, "Come on, throw some jeanson. We're taking a drive." A drive?" I want to show you something." Now?" No time like the present."* * *It was the oddest place he'd chosen yet to propose marriage. The HopeCrossing Cemetery was deserted at that hour. A pre-dawn, milky fogdrifted over the softly rolling grounds and swaddled the stones, whichemerged like isolated islands in a sea of eternity. Walt had parked. But you test my limits, Ursempyre. And I do have limits that I only very rarely reach. Perhaps it's the real reason I'm keeping you alive. A sort of challenge. A test of character."Ursempyre had heard enough to believe it might be an opportunity to goad the Patriarch into killing him outright and save himself from further torture, excruciating aggravation and utter disgrace. He spat on the Patriarch with fury, a large blob of spit splashing against his features and slowly running down the.