Later that night Jackie, Tara, Mom and I were lounging in the sitting area of our bedroom. Jackie came over to me and sat on my lap. "Let's get someth...ing straight between us..." she began.I gave a little snicker at the innuendo, but let her continue. "no matter what happens, you are not to react to anything that Wendy tells you. Understand? We can always take a trip to find out for ourselves."Mom took it up from there. "Vee is just a little upset. She's been venting with all her family's. .. five hundred years!" Blond Ashley insisted. I knew she didn't give a shit about sales and yet couldn't summon up any anger towards her."There's another thing sir," Greg interrupted. "Guess who's one of the people involved in the project. One of the people who is planning on building a twenty-five thousand square foot mansion right about where the 'Scouries Tree' is now standing?" Looking around the table I could see that none of the others had any idea."Who?" I finally asked."None other than. “Come over to the examination table.”I had been expecting this with a bit of trepidation.I went over to the table and lay on it.“Undo your trouser button and belt,” she said, as she drew the curtain rail around us so mom could not see.I had undone my belt and top button of my jeans and lowered the zip a little. She put on some latex medical gloves which were cream coloured and tight fitting on her hands, and pulled down my jeans and underwear in one yank, as I moved my. It took me only a second to realize that thatcouldn't be the case. There wasn't any reception out here.I stepped closer to the door and listened."No. Oh no. No, no please," was all that I could hear, and he repeated itover and over.We had driven home from the airport yesterday in silence. Timothy hadwithdrawn into himself in a very obvious way. He sat silently, head down,eyes closed for the duration of the trip. When we got home, he wentstraight to his room, slammed the door, and refused to.