As I got off the train at Nelson I could hear a few people coming out of the Glory and knew I had time for a quick pint before Alan called last orders... at 12.30.I walked in and clocked that the woman from earlier was still in and sitting on her own at a table close to where the DJ was packing away his things. I grabbed a pint from the bar and wandered over to her, noticing a slight sparkle in her eye when she saw me."Not fancy anything in town then," she said."Nah, not my thing like I say," I. So I took a peak towards James side, it was dark but I could still make out what was going on. James had his blanket off and I saw him jacking off. So I laid there in bed watching James masturbate, he kept saying my name over and over. I’m going to take a guess he was thinking about me while beating off. I watched James cum, it shot up some, he laid there for a minute breathing heavy, he then wipe his dick off with his blanket and went to sleep. 4am, I woke up again, this time I was horny, both. " I just nodded and suggested a drink at Mahoney's Tavern.Katie drank wine, beer for me. Everyone in the tavern was in the holiday spirit, loud and in good cheer. Katie and I were as noticeable to them as two mice hunkering down inside the wall. She had removed her sweater with an alluring blouse and a plunging neckline signaling her earlier intentions. I had removed my tie and unbuttoned the collar, but still, I was steaming hot in anticipation.Katie was amazingly open about her life, even her. By the time they told me, I was already suspicious of Sandy's actions, so I didn't really internalize it. It's just recent, this obsession. I dream about Jebs, about you, the flowers from the top of that mountain, do you remember? The time I finally made the windward leg of the point? Catching that trout? How good it tasted that night? The feeling of Jeb's body when we danced, just before the trouble. I mean, I was eight years old. I don't know about my father. He was Dad. he built this.