About 20 minutes later Jan came down and said, "Michael may be a few minutes. I asked to try on some boots and you know the gyrations you have to go t...rough to get those suckers on. Michael seems to have created a small wet spot near the zipper of those silk pants. Poor Michael. He asked me to send Mrs. Freeley up to gather the shoes we picked out. Found any appropriate swim suits?" Yeah, but I can't try any on, even over my panties. They sprung a little leak." Mine too. There must be something. I said, “Andy, please teach me Yiddish.”“What are you talking about?” she said.“Good,” I thought. I had intentionally misstated the command wording Uncle Bert gave me. She had no idea what I was talking about.“Andy, please help me learn Yiddish.” Her eyes blanked. She started out the door with me following close behind.Uncle Bert’s house was on fifty acres of land with the house Andy and Mary lived in on an acre carved out of Uncle Bert’s and relatively nearby. Like a bloodhound on the scent,. You're Catholic. You're majoring in Mechanical EngineKimg and you drive an '83 Chevette." Well, that's mostly true. But you forgot prude. You used to say I was a prude..." You aren't much of a prude anymore. I was wrong about that much." "Well, I'm not. I'm not sure I'm Catholic anymore, either. What we did today is so AGAINST what I was raised to believe..." I understand." "I don't think you do... but I guess I just wanted you to know that all this has changed me a lot. I'm not sure what I am. I just got in the shower and stood underneath the mildly scalding water and let it hit me. I washed all over my body; every inch of skin, every crevice of my being was washed. As I washed myself Derek’s semen started dripping from within me, leaving a sticky trail down my inner thighs. I scrubbed that area for a solid five minutes, wanting every trace of him gone from me. I scrubbed my face rigorously, the mixture of makeup and soap stinging my eyes until I wept, except I wasn’t crying because.