"I'm sorry I couldn't tell you, Celia." The cemetery was doing good Saturday morning traffic. I could see a couple of half-tents in place for funerals... later in the day.I still did not know how Billy got Celia in the alley. The odds for his survival were in the realm of hell-fuck-no if I ever saw the rapes from his perspective, so I made no attempt to touch him."Candice is right," I said to the headstone. "It was my fault. I should have handled it better. I could have protected you without. Donna had been discussing this with her mother and they both knew that if Donna didn't capitulate soon Trey might go looking elsewhere for a girlfriend who was willing to go all the way. Trey was under constant pressure from his parents to break up with Donna and they had even resorted to inviting the daughters of their wealthy friends to the house in hopes that Trey might take a fancy to one of them.Vanna had explained to Donna long ago about how her menstrual cycle worked and they both knew. She'd had them all. Hundreds.And this one would be even easier. Reese gave off all the vibes of a little subbie lesbo slut. Perhaps a little too innocent to have indulged and practiced, but it was evident from the bashful looks and lowered eyes. Delightful!Now Reese was sitting on the couch, her legs crossed under her loose skirt, looking distracted. Britt, the source, knew why. She was more than a little ... distracted herself. Now was the time. Britt sat down next to her."Are you okay,. ." It sounded lame, even to me."No. He would have let us know if he was moving. Last I heard he wasoff of school with morfs..." His mouth opened and closed a few times,but he didn't say anything. I could tell he was trying to figureeverything out. "You said you just morfed a week or so ago, right?" Yeah..." Damn it. He's going to figure it out."Sanura... What's you're last name?" Yup. He's figured it out. I couldfeel the tears starting to sting the back of my eyes again."It's Miller. Colin, I.