I screamed and he turned to look at me, and his face..." she shuddered, "... then he just sort of... wilted is the only word that I can think of. He d...idn't fall, or collapse. It was like watching a puppet with his strings cut."Bob had been watching her face very intently and hanging on every word. "What about his face?" Well, it was like... like it wasn't him... I mean it was his face, but it was like there was no one there inside. It's like... okay, have you ever seen those full life scenes. She would do her job so that she could continue to be with him, and it would have to be enough.Chad sat at his desk feeling like he’d just run a marathon. Watching himself make love to Reina had made him both aroused and confused. He didn’t need to watch any of the video clips of previous women, he knew that none of them could compare with what he had experienced with her. Still, with her back to the camera as she left, he couldn’t tell what she was feeling as she walked out the door. Then. ”“It must have been great growing up with each other, I didn’t have a sister to steal clothes from and bicker with,” Marie said.“Oh we didn’t bicker, we were as close as ever, still are,” I said, hiding the hidden meaning.“I can tell, its rubbed off on your kids too, they’re so close,” Marie said.If only you knew, I thought. “Just as close as your kids are, but a little more. They’ve all grown to like each other so much in so little time.”“Yeah they have, that’s always a good sign. Speaking of. Over the next couple of days I worked my way through it, either in the office when I should have been working, or braving further strange looks on the tube. Dr Stone wrote in an easy, chatty style obviously aimed at a popular rather than an academic market, but she made some very interesting points. She argued (if I can do her justice in a few sentences) that the trend to greater equality between the sexes was the result of fundamental social changes. In the past, when societies had been based.