I don’t go out with men, because I don’t trust myself to make the right decisions. You shouldn’t be that way, but you have to be careful that yo...’re sure before you….” Barbara took her daughter’s hand in her own. “Victoria, I see so much of me in you. Life isn’t like those fairy tales I used to tell you at bedtime, and it isn’t like the love stories you read. Once upon a time never happens, and the prince doesn’t always take the girl away to the castle. If you met a man like I did, it might be. "I nod again."Run along. there's no time to waste."I trot along, as fast as my high heels will allow me.The bathroom door is slightly open, I hear a groan from Caitie, and thenhear her say the f-word under her breath.I'm a little scared, she must be in a very bad mood, and when she is shehas a terrible temper.I knock on the door: "Umm, Caitie? Are you in there?" Of course it's me in there. Who else would it be?" She says angrily.There's a pause. I don't know what to say or do.I hear a sigh, and. She shut her eyes tight trying to block out the image."Good thing I wasn't wearing much make-up today," she thought, picturing how grotesque she would look with mascara and blush mixing and running down her cheeks.She was at the end of her block when a thought came to her; a thought so bizarre and yet so understandable. Clearly this was not her day and time was against her. This much she knew by the simple fact that every time she'd gotten undressed for a nurse or doctor today, she had been. "Even now, two years later, I get a thrill when I think back to that night, we were two very young girls on a voyage of discovery, both a little bit scared perhaps, but eager, eager to learn from each other, eager to taste each other.We were both trembling as we slipped into bed and into each other's arms, we'd put all the lights off and could only just see each other in the gathering gloom.Instead of holding each other and kissing like they do in the movies, we just moved straight away into.