How was the club last night?”He grinned, “It’s the one place I feel happy these days. By the way, your friend Rhonda was pining for you.”“Sh...’s all yours,” I chuckled. “She’s not my type.”“She’s a crazy one, that’s for sure!”“I’m glad you can find a way to have some fun. Is work going OK?”“Yes. The strike only lasted for a couple of weeks so it didn’t really impact us much at all. How was your trip to California?”“Good. We found someone to hire in Los Angeles and I met with four customers.”And. Punching him in the stomach she grinned and said “does it matter now”. “No, guess it doesn’t. So now what?” “Now” she said as she rolled off him and onto her back, You take my virginity” With that, he rolled over and lowered himself onto her. “This might hurt” he told her, but she just pulled him down by his hips and reached down and guided him into her. “Your really wet” he said. “No DUH, so just fuck me” With that, he pushed all the way into her, meeting no resistance. “Your not a. So for the time being we will refer to him as James. James was a freelance writer, published, recognized, with a magnificent mind. His intelligence was uncanny, it’s only competition being his gallant charm. I would regard James as being one of those men from another era. A period in time which love and literature not only flourished, but were the center of society it’s self. Yes, he was the pure, unmistakable definition of a Victorian gentleman. To him courting was an undying art, and I. I took a quick drink from mine and quickly regretted it. What if this crazy bitch had drugged me. Well too late now I guess."Are you in the mood for a comedy?" she asked turning on the TV and navigating the channels until she got to HBO. "They have HBO On Demand so we can watch just about anything." Comedy is fine with me."So there I sat, on a motel bed watching some comedy I had seen several times already, my Ex seated next to me. We made it almost fifteen minutes into the movie before her.