" I think so too, we may both have been taken for a ride. Listen, follow me home and show me on my computer where you went." I have a better idea, let... access it from the campus network. it's closer, and perhaps you will not want me to know where you live after this." I can live with you knowing where I live, but the campus is quicker, and I want to know now!"We went back to the library, and used a network computer in a secluded part of it. Clunky old machines, and using a network interface. She could advise us. We didn’t assume she would partake while the wives were present although she certainly could have shown them a thing or two or three all at once.We planned to use Hanna as the primary contact person since she worked behind the counter at the snack bar and sooner or later all the wives attended usually gathering for occasional coffee. Singling out the promiscuous wives from the others was another challenge.We didn’t think church goers were primarily a good customer base. Daniel could feel it. He caught up with him and they skated together toward the pedestrian bridge that Peter had crashed into last December. “Remember that?” Daniel asked, pointing to the support post he had struck. “How could I forget?”Passing the bridge, they slowed, and Peter stopped, stepping off the ice and falling onto his back in the snowbank where he had landed. Daniel joined him and sat on his stomach as he had done then. “Pecker-eater!” he said. “Dick-licker!” he replied. An odd. I can't protect her anymore." He paused and took another sip of beer.I just looked at him, seeing him differently than I had before. As I did so, my muscles relaxed and my breathing settled back into a normal rhythm. I suppressed a chuckle. Why had I been so afraid?Mr. Delgado looked at me, studying me once again.I took a deep breath."So," I said, "what do you want me to do?" I want you to give her room."I raised my eyebrows."She needs to concentrate on school," he said, "and graduate. She says.