I never seemed to find it until finally I wound up in one of the communities in Haida Gwaii (In order to protect the community’s privacy, I’m not ...going to say which one). I became deeply interested in the beliefs of the Haida community and became quite friendly with one of the Haida elders. (The gentleman asked that I not use his name so I’ll just call him ‘my elder friend’ in the story.) As I lived among the community and participated with them in their rituals, I found I was able to sleep. Call me if you decide to stop being an ass, but not before then, ‘kay?’ I slam the door and it squeals. He drives away quickly. I sit for quite awhile in the porch swing we shared for so many summers and angry, frustrated tears burn my eyes. It’s an ugly feeling and I can’t help hating Ben for making it happen. He doesn’t call for five days and I can’t remember how long it’s been since we hadn’t spoken to each other at least every other day. I stare at the phone and hate it, hate him, hate. When I told it to Mary, she had a vivid memory of it.Mary: I remember looking at John and David. I’d been hoping this might happen. I’d had girl on girl experiences in college, but nothing since, except the odd drunken fumble with girlfriends. I had so wanted David’s wife to make the first move, and as she did, I responded.Her tits were glorious. My mouth fastened onto her right tit, my lips sucking it, my tongue flicking. She moaned. I could see John and David getting instantly hard again.. As my father asked if a doctor in the town was asked to examine the priest; the priest answered that he did not need a doctor because his disease was not physical but he was under the effect of a devil’s spell casted on him by some of his opponents in the village to suffer for good deeds to the people of this town. Father Keith who was black with over 6-foot-tall height, with strong musculature, broad strong shoulders, hefty arms and legs looked very frail and weak. He asked my father to pray.