" Her face was already flushed, so if she blushed then it didn't show. "I'm sorry."I held her close, "Don't be. I never expected anything." Then I tri...d to ask the question I had been wondering about, "Have there been - have you had...?"She easily divined my clumsiness, "I've slept with three men. All short term - my longest affair, three weeks." She straightened up and looked at me squarely and open-faced, "And I still have to have an orgasm."Now there was a challenge that normally wouldn't. "I snorted. This guy was in his early 50's— or maybe just really hard-lived 40's— with thinning hair, gaunt complexion and a gut. Granted, his suit was nice and I'm pretty sure the Rolex on his wrist was real. He could probably find a cougar or a heifer to take home in the Benz or Lincoln he likely had parked outside ... but ninety five percent of the women here tonight were out of his league, even with his money. At my snort, he gave me that sideways glance again and went back to tinkering. He looked at me all the time he was unhurriedly sipping his drink. My mother would look at me while glancing at my uncle who was fixated on his half naked fourteen year old niece. She was always smiling as she sipped on her own drink.“Finally Uncle Ben would put his empty glass down and say something like. ‘Time for the little girl to get a good bare bottom spanking, don’t you think Emily?’ and my mom would always agree with a grin.“Uncle Ben would approach and turn me around so that my back. I dunno," I said. "I sleeped...sleepded...Slepped...I dunno..." Iknew what I wanted to say, but I couldn't form the words. It didn't seemto matter that much.The nurse gently pushed me down and covered me to my neck. "You get somemore rest," she said. "I'll be back to check on you in a little while.I'll bring your breakfast."I nodded and mumbled my heartfelt thanks. I decided that she was okay. Shemade me feel good. And then I slept.I awoke again, much more clear-headed, but slightly nauseous. I.