Beer seemed not quite right, so I pouredmyself a glass of wine and sat back on the couch. Many of the things Dr.Jenkins said made sense. I have a full...er life as Patricia than I couldhave possibly imagined. Although it was, and still can be, filled withminefields. There was a knock on the door. I looked at my watch. I knew she lovedshopping, but this was record time. I walked over and opened up the door.I started. It was Kevin. Hands shoved in his pocket, a look of discomforton his face. I. We drove through a heavily forested area. The plethora of trees covered the night sky over the nameless dirt road. I would occasionally glance to my step-brother, Zach, who was driving. His face was expressionless. I wondered why he had invited me out alone with him. He hadn’t asked me to do so in months. Knowing him, it means something good… or bad is coming. Like usual, my mind asked a billion questions. Is he going to leave me? Is he going to say we can’t see each other anymore? Is he moving. It happened on Christmas Eve 2012. We went to visit Emmy’s family out on the East Coast. Emmy and I had always wanted to fuck outside somewhere and the opportunity had never presented itself until now. Now being a Hoosier I never had the opportunity to go out to the beach and see the Atlantic, so we decided to go walk the beaches. We decided to go see Ft. Miles, an old abandoned WWII era post. We went into one of the watch towers that overlook the entire place. There were about 30+ people. One of the men says that they won’t hurt you unless you give them a reason to. They just want to take you for a ride and have a little fun with you. You hear one of the other men having a separate conversation. You guess that he’s on the phone with someone as nobody in the van is conversing with him. He says something about getting everyone together in the usual place and that he has a really good one this time.After what you guess is around 45 minutes the van begins to slow. You can hear the.