Then she looked up as her father stopped speaking to dab at his eyes.“Let me tell the next, Papa,” she said quietly.“Are you okay?”“Yes, I n...ed to be able to talk about it.”“If you’re sure...”“Yes. Auntie took me to—it was an old school building; she said it was a coming-of-age ceremony that everyone does. But when I got into this room, there were kids, little girls of all ages, some crying and holding themselves in pain, some lying on the classroom desks with their privates all exposed and. ”“Sure you do, Steve. Jennifer and I were wrong, by the way, about the whole issue with sleeping with other guys. The issue would only be the deceit, not the actual sex. It doesn’t bother you that I was with Gene, that Stephanie was with Ed, or that Jennifer was with Ted. What DOES bother you is that Jennifer lied to you. If she’d told you that she wasn’t a virgin, you wouldn’t have cared one bit. It was the lie, not the sex.”“True. And just as Kara forgave me, I’d have to forgive her, or be a. Want to see him perform? I could make him masturbate himself with a dildo, if that turns you on." Then she looked at me with this look. It wasn't sexual. It was evaluative. It was the kind of look a person would give to an expensive car or a piece of property that they were considering buying. For the first time in years, I was afraid. I had reached a point where I had pretty much given up and was normally too accepting to be afraid of anyone, but this woman scared me. She told Jimmy, "No, I. It was lying there on its side at the top of the water, its gills flexing as it pulled water past the blood-rich flesh there.Reaching down, I unhooked the fly from its mouth and watched as it gave a tentative splash with its tail then darted away from me.I stood there and looked around, soaking in the day. I felt so in tuned with my surroundings, so caught up in the majesty of Nature at that moment.While glancing around, I noticed someone sitting up against the tree from last night. It appeared.