But then I decided she had no reason to joke about something like that. And she had indeed been an ice princess in high school."But, Holly – why in ...he HELL would you come to a SPORTS BAR looking to get laid for your FIRST TIME?"She squinted at me and raised a superior eyebrow. "Why the hell NOT?" she asked. "Isn't a fuckin' sp – a fuckin' sports bar a place where fuckin' MEN like to – to fuckin' hang out?"I shook my head, trying to convey an air of disgust. "Christ, Holly – you'd fuck a total. She could be free, driving in a Beetle, shaking her hair, her breasts, immersed in life, and watched and appreciated. I would grow up, and watch. I'd never felt so sad about myself before, though there was a sneaking suspicion that this was somewhere in me, waiting to be realized. It was... God, it was depressing to think of living this life, watching her and girls like her emerge from the clumsiness of adolescence as beautiful creatures, to live wanting them, while they lived being them. I. Like an excited kid she opened it with curiosity, perhaps there was some sort of treasure left behind, hidden there by the family generations back. What slipped out of that envelope was about to change her life to some degree, but she was not ready to take in the content of a specialist magazine. ********************************** Babs was talking to her old school pal, Jackie two days later. She’d invited her round for the afternoon when she’d finished at the shop. If there was anyone with. "Hey, Luke," Aaron replied, and I saw his shoulders relax as he got over the shock of running into the blond. Luke just glared at him and then looked at me as I finally managed to get out of the boat, my legs feeling shaky."Are you okay, Rory?" Yeah," I said quickly."I'm ready to go, though."I passed Aaron without looking at him, but had to pause when Luke continued to stand there, glaring at Aaron. But, he didn't say anything else. Instead he turned and followed me away from the guy he seemed.