Perhaps, I've since wondered, was she a habitual teaser and control freak, and somehow got off on the power of her situation relative to me? I dunno. ...But she never admitted anything to me; so she remained a bone of contention to me. My memories of her cause even now starkly contrasted feelings of desire and deep lust, but also great anger, about the headgames that went on. I think after the eventual argument her behaviour caused, we'll probably never speak again, maybe her arrogance is too. We lay there next to each other and she snuggled up to me, calling me her baby. Neither one of us was tired enough to sleep and we lay there talking for a long time. We talked about sex, mostly, and she told me all about how she had lost her virginity when she was just eleven. The thought of her as a little girl having sex was very erotic to me and I pushed her to hear about all her sexual life. She told me about the sex with her twelve year old boyfriend (eventually my father), with several. “Coincidences do happen.”Will gave her a sharp look. “Don’t pull that fake reassurance bullshit with me. You’re terrible at it. You had it right the first time. This is exactly the kind of horrible shit that used to happen before I retired. It’s just ... bigger than I ever thought!” Jack tried to reach out for him, but he stepped back and yanked his arm free of her touch. “After I made it back to Bastard’s Bay. I took six months to recover and started feeling normal again. I hadn’t figured out. ''You're speaking to me Emily and I can hear you,''Ha, oh great I'm going loony too, oh that's just brilliant.''Oh Emily you are not going loony I promise you, I'm speaking to yourmind directly.''What! Really? but I can't see you, where are you?''I'm walking alongside your wheelchair with your mum.''You must be a really short person then."'Ha yes I am, at the moment I'm a cat but until recently I was a witch.''Really?' Emily replied with interest.'Yes really, look I know that you don't believe.