” I started driving, we had about a half hour or so until we arrived to hercar. As we drove she reached over and turned the radio on. Unfortunately ...heonly station we could get in was the weather. Even though it was going to berelatively warm out it’s not something you want to hear playing continuously inthe wee hours of the morning. “What’s in the CD player,” she asked as she hitthe button. “I’m not too sure,” I said. With that starts the song “Drive” byMelissa Ferrick. Just what I needed,. Your body begins to jerk like bolts of electricity are running through it, breathing now in rasps and sobbing for air. I place your leg back on the hearth and hold you tightly until the spasms subside.Once your body has calmed, I take your hand and lead you over to the rug, laying you down and propping your head and shoulders with large soft pillows. I release the cuffs and offer you a drink of cool spring water as you lay back against the pillows trying to regain control of your body. I tell. “Your source?” I answer with a wry smile as I wheel my office chair back allowing her room in between. “The one who slipped those images into your inbox and caused me this world of pain?” I question ironically.“Yeah, him,” she answers as she idles her way around the desk with a sway of her hips. Watching her intently, she slowly comes to a halt in front of me, leaning back against the imposing desk.“Makes sense really,” she continues, as her eyes continue to hold my gaze. Her white blouse tight. I sent her my picture and asked politely for hers. Then she changed tack somewhat. She certainly wanted to tell me something, she did not sound like a man. That had caught me out before for sure, men often pretended to be younger girls or boys. I had even done that myself just to see if I could get away with it.“Well Vince, I guess I caught myself out. I usually do this for a quick thrill, but I really like you. The thing is I am 46 years old!”I told her that I was interested in her as a person.