It broke down a short while after crossing state lines along a not-so-busy highway. The engine was smoking and, with no cell phone or rest stops nearb..., I was stranded. I waved my arms at the slow trickle of traffic going by. It was nearly twenty minutes before someone finally stopped.I smiled as two men in their thirties came to greet me. But as them came near I noticed one holding a bat in his hand. I tried to run, but the other grabbed me from behind. His buddy took a swing and the last. ---/ / \******************** | |\ \******************* \ | \ \******************** | | \ \*************(__,,,o .__o,,Two hours later: my feet, ankles and bottom half of my thighs and butt are through the surface. My lower legs were half absorbed before I sat down - now it's too late to cut anything off and escape! I couldn't have done that, anyway - who could? Wow, think on that one - cut off a part of the bottom of my body to free the top. I don't have the guts.... Chloe'smom was very sweet, a kind of girly girl like Chloe was, and talks withher were usually a one way consolation of poor girl (me), not aconversation. J's mom was different. She wasn't trying to comfort merather to help me find the right way.One of things that I missed after mom's death were her reminders tobehave. Strange? When mom was alive, her standard "Sit straight" or"Watch your knees" were phrases that I usually ignored. Now, when I wasleft to myself, those phrases sounded in my head. I ate my first pussy and came so many times I lost count. I still see them now and then."David revealed that he did not like playing professional football anymore as it was too violent. He loved the game but not the aggro. He found the locker room culture misogynistic, racist and generally too "blokey". He also confessed that the only thing he did like about the locker room environment was that he got to see some great male bodies naked. He would never tell anyone in the football world as that.