.. The room is a midden,a garbage heap. It reeks of spoiled food and sweat and urine.The brothers are little better. They are tall men, with muscles g...ing tofat. Their dark brown hair is long and uncombed. They have not shaved orbathed in some time. The one who carried me tried to kiss me when he set medown. His breath smelled of garlic and worse."Now for some fun," that one says. He is Marlon, the older brother. Theother is Dwayne. Marlon yanks off my jacket and tosses it on the couch.His. If it's around ten, we tell them we have soccer practice and need the sleep," offered Mary."Good one ... that means you have to bring your soccer bag," offered Mica."No problem ... it's packed," Mary offered as she examined her toenails. "When is your date?" asked Mica."Fuck ... I forgot that part ... wait ... he just said come over ... he never said when ... I don't know if I can make until ten, I'll fucking blow up," offered Mary as she reached for the moisturizer in the nightstand."Okay .... She handedit to me and told me to hold it up like I was wearing it."Totally cool!" she said. This was a skirt that would be difficult forboys to look up, she informed me as it was tighter around the bottom ofthe skirt. "Like a pencil skirt," she informed me. We started lookingat some of the other skirts and Tammy started telling me how easy itwould be for a boy to see up certain kinds, or which ones required aslip. Of course she asked me about slips and Mother suggested we pick acouple. At. The feelings you're describing, according to Sandy, is that you're absolutely stupid for me."He had a good laugh.I put my hands on his and leaned in."Jeff, I love you so much, but I don't know if I can ever get to being stupid for you. I don't know if that's enough." You're mixing all kinds of incompatible concepts together. You look at an infinitesimally short time frame and use it to make conclusions about 'ever.'"And you're looking at a balancing of love like it's a measurement on a.