The other woman was calm, and was also somehow alive, standing there in the crowded street. Alive, and deeply herself. There was something slightly ma...gical about her, in that street, standing that way. Holly wanted her. For the way she stood, waiting. Holly wanted her, and knew it, and was almost embarrassed. The woman looked up, and they met each other’s eyes. Holly raised her hand, almost waving, and the woman raised her hand back. It was enough. * San Fermín wasn’t what Holly had expected.. I cupped my hands, not wanting the guys standing around me to hear these commands. I thought about them for a moment. Then I whispered, “You don’t have to want to have sex with guys, but you don’t hate them. You don’t want to punish boys because of what your asshole father did to you. Punish only him. With whatever your powers are, you can make something better for your world. Something that won’t cause girls to suffer what you did.“You need to forgive your brother and your mother. They were. I didn’t mind, of course. Why would I object to having my butt taken like that. I also found an unfamiliar black woman sitting on my face, again not that I minded at all. Lamar leaned over and laughed, impishly, not maliciously. His whole attitude was much improved, as was Brenda’s, of course.“Meet Whitney White. That girl over there is Whitney Tavington, of course, and that’s Lola Hamid, just so you know. I love how Ben is adding more and more of our old friends and acquaintances to an already. You know, she's a really fine lookin' woman."My mother added from the kitchen doorway, "Y' oughtta see her sister Evelyn. Now, she's just beautiful."Tony cocked an eyebrow. "Well, this one here would do. Who's that with her?" That's her girlfriend Ronnie. Lives downstairs in her building." This Ronnie ain't bad, neither." He smiled at me. "You was runnin' around New York with these two pretty gals?" He handed the picture back to me."Yeah, more or less."He spread his napkin across his lap..