“But there are many guys hitting on her nowadays and with this new attention that she is getting, it is getting into her brains”.She is not able t... understand anything about the intentions those boys have for her”, she said, concerned.“Make her understand then, after all, she is your best friend”, I replied to her, irritated that all this precious intimate time was getting wasted on talks about her best friend.“How would I be able to make her understand about the feelings I get from you!!”, she. I could already read so why pay thousands of dollars to get a piece of paper that said I could. They wanted me to settle down, find a man that could help my father out with his plumbing business but I was determined to go. They said they wanted nothing to do with me if that was the road I chose to take and so I was moving to the city alone.The first problem was of course money but so many problems spurred off of that. First and foremost I had nowhere to live. I made friends with a security. “you need to stick your finger up in your fanny and do a wank.”I refused then, because that involved putting something inside me and that’s not a reasonable request. So I told him I wouldn’t, that it wasn’t reasonable. He told me he would complain to our head teacher.The next period I got called to the office and the boy was in with the head teacher. The head asked him to tell me his complaint.So the boy went, “I asked her to use her finger and”—he almost said wank—”get herself off to show me.. I saw the worry and fear buried inside him, hidden from those around him that couldn't peer into him the way I could. In an instant, I felt a bond form between us that strummed like a plucked harp string. Then he pulled me from Danny's grasp and held me.This morning, I would've been afraid to be in his arms, but now I somehow felt I was where I belonged, and I was only grateful. His beard rubbed against my cheek as he held me and he whispered in my ear, "You're safe now. It's over." He sounded.