"Are we going to play again tonight?" Emma whispered to Carol."Do you want to?"He nodded vigorously as he took a bite of some kind of fish. The potato...swere powdered and added with water. Only the canned corn tasted good. It'swasn't all that great of a lunch, but they ate everything. They even hadreal milk at this meal."I want to play too," she quietly told him.Patricia leaned over and asked, "When do I get to play with him.....erher?" Okay, tomorrow night," Carol stated. "We'll take turns." . I poured more wine and sat down. He looked at me and said, you know you are truly a very lucky and gifted man. Peggy is a beautiful woman and any man would be happy to have her. I caught his double entendre and grinned and said Thank you. I know she is very special.We drank some more and it was getting hot. I said let's go change. I told him to strip down to his skivvies and get in the pool before she knows what you're going to wear. I then told him to be subtle about when she actually gets to. At times they would hit the door, rattling the poor nun's brain until she fell back screaming, holding her head.She thought hard, trying to remember if her brother had said anything to her during their last halting conversation. She had wanted him to turn himself over to the police. She knew he'd been in some kind of trouble, something to do with laundering money."Oh!"The door flew open, striking her across the forehead. Sister Mary Katherine stumbled back, holding her face and shielding her. Anyway, of course, eventually the subject of sex came up, and it came up more than once.“Have you seen the new redhead down the hall from the lab?” Tom asked me one Saturday. I told him I hadn’t. He went on to describe her in glowing terms. Having met Vanessa, hearing Tom extol the charms of this young secretary made me sure to try to get a peek at her.It was mostly that kind of stuff, or old tales from our pasts, suitably embellished if necessary. But one day Tom asked me out of the blue, “Do.