Sometimes just talking would help other times I would show her pictures to jog her memory. I was sure the Altheans were in the background helping her ...lso. About eleven o’clock that night we finally gave up and sat back to relax. “Jim I’m sure glad I don’t have to work the next couple of days. I don’t think I could drag my butt out of bed that early in the morning. By the way I forgot to ask, what do you do for a living? You can’t afford to set back and do nothing and still live here.” . I pushed back and rubbed a little against her so she was in no doubt about my excitement. As I felt her hands grasp me and pull me even harder into her I brought one of my own hands up to cup her breast through the tight fabric of her dress. I could feel that she was wearing a bra but as I pushed harder with the rhythm of our kisses I felt her nipple harden enough so I could concentrate on it alone for a few moments through the layers of material. As I pressed and pulled at her, she lifted. I doubt that site is operated by a female. If it is, then her only interest is in girls because that’s all there is on that site.”“It’s a porn site?” Now her voice sounded weak.“Yeah,” I said, not even trying to spin it.“But why did you go there?” Her voice changed from weak to curious.“I don’t have a girlfriend,” I said, shrugging.“I don’t understand,” she said.“Do you ever get horny?” I asked.She blinked. That was a pretty intimate question for what amounted to a stranger asking.“Let’s just. Let me take my shirt off and show you the scratches. Of the little goblet, your precious gift--at first I thought it came through the bombardment more unscathed than I. So happy I was to have shielded it with my self. But when I looked more closely, I detected the tiniest chip along the upper rim. Hardly anything, nearly invisible, but something all the same--a flaw, and ugly now that I knew about it--a sign of my failure. I thought, oh, if I could find the missing piece I'd redeem myself, and.