You let a woman get close, and she wants to know what you are doing. All of the time. And she would be the first person the police would lean on while...threatening her with a conspiracy charge. I guess an accurate way of describing it is that you could have ‘relations’, but would politely decline ‘relationships’. The drawbacks at least equaled the benefits. From where I sit, the negatives far exceeded the positives. In addition to the threat of getting arrested every single hour of the day, you. “Nothing, never mind,” Adam told me.That made me more skeptical, so I had to find out what he was talking about.“No, tell me please, there is no bad ideas,” I put on the record.Then he kissed me on the lips for about ten seconds.“I wanna make love to you, Julianne,” Adam told me.I was a little stunned, and slightly disgusted at the same time; I just never really thought of him like that.“You wanna have sex with me?” I asked.“Yes, ever since your parents died, I've just really started to think. She could already feel his arousal against her ass, as they moved together. Keeping time with the music, his hands started a trip up her stomach, sliding under the light material of her backless halter-top. She could feel the buttons of his shirt pressing into her skin, and she was astonished at the wetness she felt between her legs. He smelled so good. Not just the cologne, but also something underneath that. She couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. His hands were rubbing all over her. I couldn't believe how this girl was talking and behaving. I relaxed slightly though, as she was completely calm and didn't seem to have any problems with the scene before her. I was really weirded out, but decided to try and make the situation as normal as possible by making some small talk. I didn't know what else to do. "So, I saw you getting some birthday cards tonight, happy birthday," I said, grasping at anything that popped into my mind."Thanks. Actually my birthday was a couple of weeks.