I hated her because I knew that she was right and it made me feel sick to admit it to myself, let alone to her. I finally said, "Yes."Then the nasty w...man had to say: "I would bet everything that I have that tonight when you're fucking that cunt of yours with one of those big fat long rubber dicks, that you will be thinking of Willie, Ray and Greg and how you wore them out fucking them today. Now, am I wrong, Linda?" It made me so mad that this woman whom I just met seemed to know my body. I. He was your favorite relative, was supposed to be your Confirmation sponsor last year. ‘You saw me when you were seven. You were brought in to see your father’s mother one last time. She wanted to tell you that it was your responsibility to record the family myths and legends, but you weren’t allowed in her room. Hospital rues. Your father told you later what she had said. And I might add, great job collecting them.’ He patted me on the back. ‘And, unfortunately, you saw me at that party,’ he. If you want..." I whisper in his hear slowly. James shivers and nods. I take his hand and lead him to the back of the club, towards the toilets. Blowing a kiss at his friends as we pass. They smile awkwardly and watch as we go. Once we go through the back door. I push my way through a queue for the girls toilets and go into the boys ones. It says "not in use" on the door because the flushes don't work but we won't be using that so that's ok. Once we're inside. I start to undress myself until I. Using the tracker I was able to locate my old D-Link in a closet in an unused bedroom. It had been carelessly tossed on top of the same bag that Allison had brought from her apartment when she moved in with me. I had never looked into the bag before, never been that curious. Today was different, and I had my opportunity. The top was just some flotsam from her life, pictures, mementoes, basically just crap. Deeper inside the bag though things got interesting. Toward the bottom was a small metal.