.," Scott implored into the darkness as he waved his detectoraround again hoping for an easier path to be revealed.(Beep, Beep, Beep)The arrow fatalis...ically pointed onwards, as it had before, into animpossibility."What are you doing?"Scott asked himself again trying to find an argument to force himselfto action, but instead doubt gnawed at his thoughts.How many times was it going to be his life on the line, how many timeswas he going to have to jump in feet first and simply hope that thewater. The term felt a little patronizing. It always seemed to suggest I wasn't to be taken seriously. It stuck with me through university with the exception of Ingrid. She called me "sultry" but I didn't see the mysterious sensual beauty that description implied. Cute was the down side. It was also the upside. Early on I had learned how to exploit my innocent looks, and made use of them regularly in the working world. They weren't so innocent now though. There were little patches of dried semen on. ”“Why not talk to Kara or Susie or someone who knew? Kara was allowed to go to sex ed.”“We were told it was only for marriage and our husbands would tell us what we needed to know.”“And how the heck were your husbands supposed to know if they didn’t go to health class, either? You know, in Sweden they start teaching this stuff to eight-year-olds! What you’re telling me is just too crazy for words!”“Then I’m talking to the right guy. You know all this stuff. You can explain it. Will you help me?. Normally she could hold her liquor like the rest of us, but for some reason not tonight. As the night progressed she got more and more drunk, laughing a lot and quite unsteady.Her husband, Steve looked at her concern and sighing asking if we minded if she stayed overnight as he had many things to do and work in a few hrs. Of course my wife and I didn't mind they were our friends and between the 3 of us we able to wrestle her into the bedroom and poured her into bed watching her snuggle then.