I was slightly under budget this year and had added 5% for next year and replaced a couple cars that were at the end of their life cycle.There were op...portunities for the college to get excess vehicles from the state or federal system; all that was up to the administrators.The boys were now 16 weeks old and Jenny was going back to work in four weeks. I did not know who it was going to be harder on, us or her. The time together had only made the family bond tighter.Jenny had been working from. I was just playin around but I was still a virgin. I yelled at him ” Where the hell r we going ” ? He turned to me, his eyes red and hot…..smiled and said ” We are going to my place Sujata baby “. He took my name for the first time. I started crying out of fear and threat to call Dad. As i was about to make a call, he stopped the car. Opened the door , came out . He opened the back door……and got inside beside me. The phone dropped from my hand. He slapped me hard , so hard that my lips started. The only sound was silence.With only my memories for company, I began to reconstruct my life – both lives.As Carl, my earliest memories surrounded me as little more than impressions, so I embraced the impressions and concentrated on them, seeking truth. There were flashes of still pictures that slipped away almost instantly.My mother.Leaning over to lift me up, so she could tend to a skinned knee. Her face a study in concentration, as she wiped away the blood and my tears.My mother ... again.I. When I told him, he disappeared. I am afraid to tell my parents!”I moved around to hug her as she bawled. When her tears slowed down she surprised the hell out of me with a French kiss, something I’d only heard about. After a few long wet ones she snuggled up to me and whispered, “You are my very best friend. Sex is fun and I’d like to share it with you. I’m already knocked up and going to hell so what difference does it make?”We were Catholic and sex was a bad sin, we’d been told, but there.