. pocket."Dee went to a closet, picked up a pair of torn, grimy denim shorts, fished around in the pockets, and eventually held up a key chain."There'...s an address on the tag... You must... go there... and... get my cards. I must... have... my... cards."I bent over her and put my hands on her shoulders. "It's okay, Willie. We'll go there first thing in the morning and get your cards." You... should... There are... boxes... under... the... bed. You should... keep... them." She was fading. She had seen my memory of my first sexual encounter.I mused my answer. "A woman is very different. She knows how you yearn. She will wait for your arousal and she teases the very parts of your body that only you know about."I could see Grace squirm uncomfortably at my frank comments about sex. "Still shy?" I teased softly. Grace's flush and then her bluster that followed denied her words."No, I've just never heard anyone speak so bluntly about sex before. That's all." I mused to myself that. " I came back two days later," Sajel said. "He'd managed to get his hands on some condoms. His parents were still out. Everything looked pretty dandy. Except... I didn't really want to."Only silence greeted that proclamation."I'd realized that I didn't really think of him as a lover. I mean, I loved him, and I still love him, but I wasn't in love with him. He just isn't the sort I fell in love with. But he was... Insistent."Steve's and Shannon's eyes went to me, disbelieving."No, not like that,. All she did was pocket a few fives, a ten, or a twenty each week as it sat in the back office after mass. Her mother had always wanted her to volunteer at church, after all. After year of frequent petty theft, she no longer thought anything of it. The sins of theft and the desire for objects that did not belong to her were the only sins that marred her soul. She continued with her life, and was, by all other measures, a perfect daughter and student. However, all debts must be.