We all have changed,” Hassika responded.“Yes, and we have to or we won’t survive the storm that is coming.”They stopped talking, and Hassika f...ll asleep again while Chalissa finished taking care of her battered body.Roban was awakened by the unique feeling that his balls were tickled with a brush. Since there was no paint and it was a soft brush, he was smiling as he opened his eyes. When he looked to his left he found Sureyssa lying at his side, facing him and returning his smile with a grin.. We said our hellos and quickly went to find the car. Driving to their offices I learned her name was Yaneka and she was the daughter of Nikos the owner of the cement company I had come to see. I noticed the child seat in the back of her car and some toys scattered around, so I assumed she was married, she was – her husband also worked for the company as did her brother. Yaneka was around 32 I would guess, she was dressed casually in a tee-shirt and loose trousers – it was very hot out and I was. I walked on and then out ofthe door back to the waiting area. I talked with the woman behind thewindow and she gave the a stack of papers to read about my 'procedure',which included an information sheet about the hospital. I read throughthe papers on the bus rides back to the motel. The worst part wasgoing without sex for four weeks! I couldn't believe that mattered. Iwondered how Dan was going to react to that. And wearing the heavysupport bras for six weeks was going to be a pain, too. . The music sounded like early ragtime piano.As I sat there, I thought of the difference a few years made in terms of a get-together like this, or perhaps it was a matter of geography.The last gathering I had attended in New York had involved people a good decade younger on the average. There had been no booze, just pot for those who wanted it, very loud rock music, and low, low lights. There wasn't all the talk about sex as there seemed to be here, but there was plenty of action although none of.