They marked, not investments, but rather the locations of the many Halloween parties which he had planned.To be totally honest, he had planned only tw...nty-six of them. That first Halloween party at the Yacht Club shortly after he graduated from college was totally unplanned on his part. And it had been absolute happenstance that he stumbled across that young witch at the party. Her hair was that dusty shade of blond that many called dishwater blond. Her skin was fair, but not overly pale. And. I looked up and there stood Rachel. She was just staring at me."Rachel, I need to talk to you right now. It's not about the personal talk I want to have with you. It's about what happened all the years I was in a coma. I need the honest truth and you are the only one I trust to tell it to me. Will you do that for me?" Jeff, I know what you want, I'm not a fool. You want to know what different people said while you were in a coma. I don't know if I can do it. Some of it wasn't very pretty. In. ”“I am, Baby” I assured her, “PLEASE go on.”“Well, for the next several hours” she continued, “Men… total strangers would approach me and what started with making lewd comments or kissing my neck graduated to rubbing my ass or feeling my breasts. Eventually I felt hands slide up the sides of my thighs, under my skirt and grab the waistband of my panties. I tried to protest when I recognized his voice as my date. He told me to stop being a cunt. That word shocked and excited me. No one had ever. "I wouldn't have been surprised to hear you were doing it back in 8th grade."Bethany wasn't quite sure what to think of that. She wasn't that much of a slut! But she let it pass. Julia didn't know about the norms in Bethany's school; one thing she'd learned from Mr. Sacks was that there were other ways of looking at the world; what she thought was the way things always were was often just one way things could be."The secret is more to do with who I'm doing it with." Oh?" A teacher." Hmmmm.".