' Grippinghis hair firmly with one hand to keep his head still, the shaver whirredand Ross felt his precious moustache vanish. 'Much better,' Debra s...aid withsatisfaction, surveying her work. 'With your bald groin and no facial hair,you'll be just like a little boy again. Will that be humiliating enough,darling? I hope so, I can't think of anything else.' Debracrossed her legs and adjusted her black skirt as she smiled at him and Rossfelt that life, as he knew it, was vanishing. Something had. She poured three sets of Tequila's and offered me one, studying me. "Thank you, Mary. I'll pass." I'd had enough." I was already swimming and I knew I would pay for it tomorrow. "No, Bobby. Drink it. If I offer you something, you will accept it." "Mary, really I've -" "Dammit, Bobby, don't argue with me! Who the hell do you think you are? Now drink it." I looked up at her. Her blues eyes were blazing cold. I met them for as long as I could. I looked away. I drank. It didn't taste very. I closed my eyes and a small moan escaped from my throat. "Cara, Cara," he laughed at me, "you are hungry too." He wiped my chin with his thumb. It was rough, callused and dirty. I was embarrassed for the second time to be treated like a child by this ... this ... BOY.We watched. Time passed slowly as the lionesses pulled at the carcass. The sun beat down on our shelter and it was getting hot. I looked at Paolo: sweat was rolling down his torso. I could feel my T-shirt sticking to my back. I. ...There she was on this hot August afternoon in the shade of a large tree in that same park and she was alone so I asked Wallace "Who is that cute girl over there?" he said "Her? She's Sheila she don't talk to nobody she broke up with her husband a while ago..." I said "Broke up huh? Maybe she will talk to me?" Wallace said "Go for it Billy" He expected me to fall on my face and thought Sheila would never talk to a white boy she did not know but I was confident and young and had some beer.