CHAPTER 5

"You want me to talk like an adult to you? Alright. I'll talk like a damn one real good. "She said."children promiscuity is derived from an exposure to sexual abuse. You were abused, Cain. And that's my theory, if I were your mother, you'd be my worst night mare, I wouldn't sleep comfortably knowing that my son was raped and he wouldn't tell me. "

He laughed.

She also knew that recent sturdy showed a link between promiscuousness and depression. Real life, unlike the movies, she told him, did not breed happy promiscuous teens. They all grew into adult hood with diseases, infertility, and depression. Then she tried the dictators whip--every traitor always had to cringe at this point. She told him that 20 million Americans contracted sexually transmitted diseases every year in the US... And the vast majority didn't know they have it. "You will be one of those folks. "She remembered saying.

He stared back blankly"I thought, mrs moorman, that psychologists now asserts that 'promiscuity' should only be used in reference to those who engage in compulsive sexual behavior, sexual addiction, that is. There's a clear difference, while I wish to be sexually active and do not give a damn for the governments consent age for me to have sex, this does not mean I am promiscuous. "

Children, she chided herself were in an upheavel that was both physical and cognitive. Why was his too cognitive?

"Adulf, sex with a minor is felony. "She said"you aren't discovering your sexuality, no. Its a situation known as statutory rape, and now if you were older, you'd be certain to have a grasp of what I'm talking about. "

"I know what that means. "He replied" thats sex with people who are not your equal-. "

"Psychologically, socially, economically--. "

"None of which are under the classification of the kind of people I sleep with. "

"Your mom, in my case made an error refusing to invite the cops-. "

"She did. "

"What was the outcome? "

" they did not lynch me. Just a chaos of words they said to me and decided was a firm talking. I promised never to do it again, Ursas mom is a big politician, she felt it'd raise a scandal of sort. So both parties, mine and Ursas before her death agreed to give the matter a silent treatment. "

"And then you went on and broke your promise. "

"With molly. Molly is nineteen, and she's a bad girl at school. She was suspended. "

"Was all she got? "

Adulf shrugged."maybe the world is too sexy for a catholic. "

She frowned. "And they say you are not humorous. "

Kids aren't born knowing what sex is, Dr montoya told herself. They see it, they imitate.. Who was adulf aping? You did not need a strong guess to know it was his mom. The bitch, the therapist heard her mind rant, the promiscuous bitch. Or was she getting too primitive? Montoya had told herself that her religious convictions should not permit dogmatic dehumanization to those who she thought were queer animals. She was Gods healing hands. Few days ago she had read that Belgium permitted intercouse at the age of 14, below that was crude rape, did she dare announce to this satans child that she believed in sex after marriage? That she was no longer a virgin until 32? She could imagine his face twisting up in laughter. Conduct disorder, she warned herself, the world was facing a conduct disorder. 14,14! They shouldn't be thinking of sex! That age was too young. She tried to ignore a voice telling her that she was a primitive therapist, growing old.

He told her that a quarter of 14-13 year olds all said that they had sex with an average of three partners in england where he grew. Damaris perharps understood involving the cops again when he'd broken his promise would only alienate him, this Dr montoya found crucially true, but disturbing. She wondered why some things were moral but not good for you, and then, somethings were immoral, but in a way was good. She wondered too, perharps like his intellectual precedents he had read some forbidden books and chewed up some meats without avoiding the bones, poor silly boy. Too good for this world, too stupid, he'll err too soon and be gone... And he'll allow the average brains live longer.

The good ones die quick, she said to herself. Dr montoya swallowed a lump"let's go on with the questioniare. "

"Yes, I'm numb every day. Happiness is something like an event. I don't know how else people can assume to be happy every day like its a natural state. "He said.

"Doesn't come often? "

His gaze seemed to say:here she goes keeping the voice gentle, when she feels nothing but disgust.

"Not with any one? "She prided when he'd remained silent. "Friends? "

"No one. "

"You're arranging a conclusive statement that you've been always low and depressed in your self. "

"Partly. "

"Pardon? "

"I'm sick of your kind. The catholics, the moral nuns of this world. The bill gates who think they owe the world for getting so rich. The cry for love, and therapy and brotherly care. "

"What's wrong with whats galt doing? What's wrong with brotherly love? "

He'll drive you tad batty, she told herself. She was afraid that as he grew, if this wasn't curtained he was soon going to become socially handicapped. There had been kids who were negative in positive families she had dealt with because they thought that they could stand out that way. She had first tried thinking if this was the same for him but dismissed the suggestion. It would have been easy to confront, but this wasnt exactly a gloom and doom attitude, it was one with direction she was seeing where it was pointing, and hoping it was it... Certainly read some books. He's against brotherly love. Gotten so close to some egoist philosopher, hadn't he. "Now don't tell me you love Ayn rand. "She said.

"I love ayn rand. "He said.

She sighed. She understood now.

"I've read the entire atlas shrugged. "

"You must be proud. "She replied sullenly.