" "You might be right about that one... but... I know something you don't know.... That dude's gotta 11 incher." "What? 11 inches?... What the hell....... Keri doesn't care about size." "You keep thinking that... And while you wonder..." Stop trying to unzip my pants, we are not fucking!" "Shhh!... Keep your voice down. I just wanna suck your dick real quick." "I said NO. How many times do I have to tell you that?" "Listen." "Why?" "Shhh... just listen" "Hear that?" Hear what?" "No talking..... "She snorted. "Yer must be jokin'," she shouted. "Yer messed with ... her." I've been waitin'," he told her. "For weeks. I'll ne'er do anythin' like that again."Moira gasped and bit her lip, shaking her head. "Anyone but ... her." She watched Quentin get up and wipe a tear from his eye before turning to see her father approach the door. "Ga inside," he barked at his eldest daughter, and she looked at her ex-boyfriend and her father and nodded; she knew better than to disobey him. She looked at. As I was sitting there, up walked Darla. She asked if she could join me. I pointed to the bench and she sat down. Darla asked if she could ask me something."Is everyone so unfriendly around here?" I told her that people weren't unfriendly. They just didn't welcome strangers into their arms. It was a closed knit community. Darla said she was thinking about quitting. No one would talk to her. "Don't quit," I said. "People will come around. It may take some time. There's no sense in throwing away. I have wondered for years how I would have behaved, ahead of time, if I had known you were even thinking about it. Would I have tried to change your mind? Would I have even gone to your room? I've struggled with this issue.In the years that followed, I often tried to call, about once a month, after my workout, to see how you were doing. I always felt your reaction was tentative; uncertain of my intentions and what your new husband might think. I asked you if you wanted me to leave you alone,.