Queenie went on with her description of life on the island. They were passing through forest now but they stayed on the little path.The women were or...ganized into three tribes. Queenie’s tribe was the Foxes. They lived in the hills. More precisely, they lived in a hill. They had burrowed caves into the hillside and now lived in those little dens.The Bunnies lived on the beach. They had a few huts or cabanas that provided them shelter from the sun but they tended to be easy prey for the men. For a time I had a boyfriend. Still only 19, I was a good girl, I was really was. But one night he got pushy and then aggressive. I can’t, or won’t even put into words exactly what happened, but at the time I thrilled to feel his hand on my head, forcing me down onto him. The strength of my response scared me, and I felt dirty even as I touched myself afterwards and through the rest of that long night. It doesn’t really matter now, because after many years of practice I have my self-control. “Oh, Marilyn. You know Jessica has always been protective of Brian. You don’t see them together much, but she gets her friends to watch out for him.”“How does she do this? She can’t be everywhere at once.”“Like you, I have an angel and a devil for children,” Ellen sighed. It was only four in the afternoon but she always seemed to have a bottle of white wine chilled and she poured me a glass. I agreed that we each had one easy child and one problem child, though I didn’t think Betts was anywhere. O’Connor, follow me," she says. So I follow this woman to an office. She stands, waiting in the corridor and gestures for me to enter the room. She closes the door after me, goes to the chair beside the desk and offers her hand. "I'm Dr. Linehan, Mr. O’Connor. How are you?" She asks me. I'm totally surprised and I'm sure that my face shows it quite clearly. She asks me, "Is there a problem, Mr. O’Connor?" "No, I'm sorry, it's just that I thought that Dr. Linehan was a man," I replied. .