I cried the whole way home. I was done for. Ruined for men for good, it seemed. When I got to Monty's house, I was too tired to change and went straig...t to the bed and flopped down on top of the sheets, my face tear-streaked, and fell straight to sleep.Suddenly I woke up with a start. Monty was on the bed and licking the salty tears off my face. I laughed and turned my head away.“Oh God, I forgot to shut the door,” I said. I couldn't help patting his head, though. He seemed so happy to be. The only other store evident was the one we parked in front of. There were several cars parked nearby, and just as Jordan killed the engine, two women came out of the store carrying large specialty bags with the logo of the store on the side.For a moment, Jordan sat there looking up at the store. I didn't say anything because I didn't know why we were there. Then she looked at me and said, "Put on your Fetish."I looked at her. "You want me to find Fonti here?"She shrugged. "You might get lucky.. While she was in the shower my friend relayed what had taken place, He said when I went in the shower she went intothe kitchen and started cleaning up. he said he followed her in there and was helping her do disheshe said he would reach for things that were on the other side of her and would let his arm brush hertit she didn't think anything of it but he did it several more times he said she playfully bumped himwith her hip saying I know what your doing and laughed about it He said he lit up a. I met her in New Jersey when she was in the United States going to college in NYC. She got a full scholarship from the United Nations to attend the NEW SCHOOL in lower Manhattan. I really thought she was absolutely gorgeous. As we got to know each other she told me that she is Catholic and in her country if you want to marry well you must be a virgin. The priest and her mother always told her that. When we met Amanda was 38 years old and still a virgin. At first I thought she was messing around.