The conversation went roughly like this.”“’What are you doing with my panties? Are you smelling them or licking them?”“I was trying to see w...at was on them and the lights were out so I had to hold them close to my face. It looked like sperm on them.”“Don’t be stupid. She said.”“It smells like sperm and it looks like sperm, I told her. I then lifted the panties to my face and licked some of the thick white liquid from the crotch. It tastes like sperm as well. Not that I know what it tastes like. ” “Essentially, but keep perspective Jeff. There are no bad people in this story. You, your wife, Madonna and poor Shirley all are people caught between our realities, unfortunate circumstances and the expectations around us. Your wife, for example, she expressed her anger towards you and towards the man who took her anally by taking it out on you with the candle. By tying you by the testicles she struck at your ego, your manhood, and your very balls. Tell me about that night.” “I did. I left Danny an' one of the new men, along with all of the women, ta defend our homes in case some stray soldiers showed up. Danny kept six of the dogs, an' I took the remainin' 20. The three other men didn't have no hosses ta ride, so they rode their plow-mules. It wuzn't comfortable, but it wuz quicker than walkin'. I took Michael with me, so we had a total of five men an' 20 dogs. Them dogs made a formidable fightin' force, an' all of us men wuz right good with our muskets—of course we had. Because she was older, Dana wasn’t sure how open-minded Karen was about sexuality, so she’d always been careful not to say, or do, anything that would tip Karen off about her. But now the cat was out of the bag, and Dana felt like sinking right into the carpet and disappearing. Picking out two books that seemed to fit her needs, Dana headed to the cash register, silently hoping that today’s events wouldn’t effect how Karen treated her in the future.Karen watched the slim brunette pay for her.