I ran into him a few days later by the Union. I saw him out of the corner of my eye and tried to ignore him. But he crossed over and stopped me, touch...ng me lightly on the arm.“Johanna, bitte hör mir zu,” he said. (Please listen to me.)“Okay,” I replied.“Let me buy you a coffee,” he said, switching to English.We went to a coffee shop in silence. We sat down and looked at each other over the rims of our cups.“It was wrong of me to hide my affair with your mother from you,” he said. “But I was. I immediately wondered how I would have my alone time at night. I knew that I could do it in the shower, but that was not as comfortable as laying on my bed completely nude. The remainder of the day passed. Darkness was growing outside and I knew that I would have to share a room with my thirteen-year-old sister soon. Also, I usually took my showers in the morning and that did not seem adequate to fit my nightly needs. My sister and I were in the living room watching television when my mother. " She shook herself ... shivering. "Tossing me in the water wasn't very kind." It got you out of your panic," he said. "Come with me."Led to the lodge, he motioned her inside."I can't ... we're not mated. And don't give me that look. You're too young." Stay!" he commanded ... like she was a puppy. He went inside and brought out dry furs and a drying fur. "Get out of those dripping furs." Oh, you'd like that ... I've seen you ... looking at my ... But..." She looked up ... he was gone.From. “They went outside and four guys were waiting for them, the queen ran off while they beat him up.”Shortly afterwards, I leave him and return to my seat by the bar.Bronny had left and there was basically there was only the bartender and me, left.Luther returns and joins us by sitting next to me.The bartender pours him a shot of tequila and then one for me.“Hi, I am Gregory,” I say, to him.“Luther,” He says.We then shoot our shots.“Where do you live?” He enquires.“Umm! Down the road from here,” I.