I begin to move, to writhe, to yell at them that it's me, Karla, her unconditional slave. It's me, it's me Karla! Do you hear something, Marylou? You ...can't understand anything, her voice must be broken. I told you it's useless, it's a piece of shitty something. Pity her lovely face, said Marylou.And of breasts, look how they are pushed out, noticed Mistress Amy.Marylou smiled. She must have been a slutty doll, offered, throwing her boobs in everyone's face, shit for sure. I wonder if she ever. I have never seen Falcon’s tears but I have seen the sparkle of the sun in his clear, wet eyes and sometimes a sparkling trail behind him if the sun is just right.’ ‘If he cries, Pa, what happens to his tears?’ Pa, always the patient teacher said, ‘Follow me, little one.’ Tanya bounded along trying to keep stride with her grandfather. Along the foot of the bluff they went and turned into the coolness of the forest. ‘Come, Tanya. Look’. Pa was pointing ahead where a shaft of morning-misted light. Now, we both were drunk and she excused herself and went to the washroom to change. I was watching the movie and she came back after a few minutes in a sexy nightie. Her boobs looked pointy and I could make the outline of her figure under her nightie. She was drunk a little and sat down quietly.” do you like me?”I said “Yes aunty you’re so cool for inviting me to dinner and even giving me drinks”She smiled and said. ” no, I mean do you like me in the same way as the girl in the lift. "Looks like those are done," said Jessica. "Might as well start dryingup Nick." Again my eyes were glued to him, the water glistening on hismuscles. "Hey Andrea wanna help me get some of the fixins." Oh sure," I responded.As we walked back into the house Jess asked, "Were you just checking himout?" Umm no what are you talking about," I denied, that's when she gave methat don't bullshit me look."Ok. Ok. I was," I said as I opened the fridge trying to avoid any moreeye contact."What's going on.