I paused and took a deep breath. "I have a son who commands me, and I can do nothing about it." I knew it." She whispered. "I mean, I felt something b...tween us, something that had to be shared. It is unspeakable, yet I burn to speak." You speak of a thing that cannot and must not be told to even God's servants?" Yes." Her whisper quieted."And does begging for God's rescue or punishment leave you hollow?" I dared.The woman's eyes filled with tears. We hugged, simply hugged for a long while."Is. The pond has been there for 28 years now and i've always swam in it in the summer.No one has ever shown up and the owner said don't worry about it.So I never had. The pond was fed by water coming off the mountainsand was always clear and cool,with one side shadedby trees and tall grasses and rocks that went around the whole pond. I take a deep breath and stretch,the air is so good hereand always puts me at ease.I lay my beach towel on one of the large sun warmed rocks and get undressed.. I smelt his stinky breath. I closed my eyes.-look at me when I talk!-He shouted at me. I looked at this. This is not the Omar I lived up to this moment! I asked, freely,-what do you want?--you--then, make me want you too-His eyes were shining in fury. He pushed me back to the bed. Then poking me his index finger, he said,-a good wife, a believing one does not reject his husband, no matter what, got it?-I was also getting angry. I stood up and said to him,-and a believing husband assaults his. That was when he saw the exam table covered in a long thin mattress thatwas also covered in a baby print sheet. He had no idea what that wasmeant for until Susan carried hm to it and laid him down.There was curiosity until another appendage came into view carrying whatwas clearly a diaper. A very thick diaper in a distinct diaper shapenext to another, smaller, shaped into a rectangle. A soaker Chuck haddecided in the midst of his growing fear.A diaper and soaker meant for him, he realized as.