"Be ready at seven AM. We'll have breakfast," he said as he was leaving.I agreed to have breakfast with him, although I can't remember the last time I... ate anything that early. What else was there to talk about? I had told him everything. Wasn't he supposed to offer some suggestions?"You're early," I complained, when he shook me the next morning. It was ten minutes before seven."Put these on," he said, throwing a shirt and pair of short pants on the bed. The shirt had 'Dave's Landscaping. Back in the city the two men disappeared into the military headquarters. Not the one housing the generals, the ones housing the military barracks and the military prison.Since the two of them were military, there would be no question of their rights being violated. They would be violated of necessity and custom. Torture is not an oddity in some parts of the world. Institutionalized torture might be. but only because it is not in favor as the worldwide norm these days.Simon was headed back to. I glanced down atthe accident report and saw he lived just a little off on my route home.As he snuck another peek I motioned to him to come over. As he did Itook a deep drag, exhaled, and threw the cigarette down on the pavementand crushed it out with the sole of my shoe.I said, "Look why don't I give you a ride home, I have to go that way."He looked surprised and maybe a bit uncomfortable and replied, "Icouldn't impose on you after all I caused this whole mess."I smiled and said, "Well first,. It’s just a silly, normal, playful impulse. If a doll has removable clothes-and it certainly seems like you do-then it’s just second nature to take everything off as part of that play. You can imagine me now, moving your hands around and yanking off every last stitch of your clothing. I’m careful with my toys, of course. I won’t lose anything. But I do so love this part of our play. ‘Because now that you’re naked, well…I can see my favorite part of my new dolly. Right there between your legs..