Now that everyone is gone, we can talk about how your father died.”“Why did you want everyone gone?”Taking another sip of the Coke, Ed sat there... for a moment before he answered, “There are some things that should be said man to man and without an audience. This is one of those things.”Sammy stepped back a little, making sure that there was plenty of room between him and Ed. He asked, “So tell me your story.”“Well, I was on a date with my girlfriend. I wanted to take her to Maria’s Cantina so. Although we hardly spoke for the first couple of weeks, my bunk mate seemed to be pleasant, courteous, and quite easy on the eyes. I had guessed from his smooth deep tan and Latino accent that he was from Texas; I wasn't too far off: He was from Oklahoma. We mostly communicated with a look or a nod and sometimes a grin. After we were familiar with our surroundings and felt more at ease with one another, Johnny and I began to get to know each other. It didn't take long for us to discover that we. "What next?" she uttered in frustration.Kristina plopped down her books on her small study desk and absentmindedly picked up a bag that was there. It wasn't there that morning. "Oh no!" she cried when she examined its contents; a half dozen condoms and a pamphlet describing birth control methods. How did her Aunt Rita find out she'd been having sex? Someone must have told her. There was a knock at the door and Rita popped her head in."May I speak to you for a few minutes, honey?" The older. I gave himpanties to wear when he did and I got him a pair of bunny slippers and anylon robe, for when it got chilly in the fall. He also enjoyeddressing up his doll in the different outfits and dressing himself tomatch. He got very good at putting tights on both of them and masteredthe art of fastening a kilt. All together, it was a wonderful time andI never felt closer to him.School started the Wednesday after Labor Day. Memorial ElementarySchool was within walking distance of our house,.