" We say that and we probably even mean what we say but look what's happened. We've gone into protective mode and, all along, we've been grooming her ...o live with humans. Everybody wants to watch her grow intellectually and see just how much she can learn from us. Why can't we do that in the Democratic Republic of the Congo? Why can't she be studied in her own world? Why haven't we worked out a deal with them for her return? If she belongs to anybody, it's to them."Sarah added her opinion. "I. I wonder if that was my body’s way of saying something as significant as Mt. Rainier was about to happen in my life … We agree to meet at the hotel … you knock and I let you in. I smile at you and kiss you sweetly on the cheek and take your hand and lead you to a dining chair with arms by the desk. You follow without saying a word, letting me guide you completely and with all that trust that you so willingly offer me at times … I remove your shirt and you begin to grab me and kiss me and I move. "I have some," Melissa said, coming to offer me a dipper full, trying not to look frightened. Then she bathed my face with her kerchief, leaving it a bloody mess and revealing most of her fine chest and beautifully curved collarbones. She squeezed my nose back together, gave me some more water, and I sat on the floor again, resting my head on the post between my legs, holding her damp kerchief to my eye and feeling sorry for myself. My mind kept seeing her writhing beneath me, urging me on."I. Another room was lit by a red light bulb and boys and girls were dancing stark naked to pounding rock music. They were surrounded by smoke from a smoke machine and it looked like a scene from hell. I’d never seen so much naked flesh in one place before in my life, and rarely since.I scored almost straight away with a pretty brunette girl called Julie. She was just in a pastel blue bra and panties. I’d taken my shirt off and was bare-chested. We were sipping beers when she ran her fingertips.