“But we’re friends and neighbors. I understandwhat it’s like. Carla’s not always in the mood when Iam, but that’s just m...n for you. I’m in the mood a lot.”“Sometimes I wish Jonathan would think like most men.”She said. “He a saintly man and I’ll be at his side comethe rapture, but he always feels guilty about…. Youknow, making love.”“What’s to feel guilty about?” I enquired.. In frustration I slammed the shower door shut before crumpling to the floor, sobbing hysterically.But what could I do? Locked in the bathroom with no escape.||Please stand in the frame||The exit door was securely locked. There was a second door in the bathroom, but it was locked too.||Please stand in the frame||I sat on the toilet getting used to the idea. "If the fucking house wanted to kill me," I reasoned, "it already would have." Once I had gotten used to the mannequin, it wasn't so bad.. In fact, Shirley as much as admitted that to me as she explained their relationship, which was a first for her, at least as far as admitting it to me. Shirley didn't seem to notice this, though.Although Shirley told me about her relationship with her friend, she wasn't much on details, except for the one scene with Kara's boyfriend Dave. Again, Shirley was entitled to her privacy. I felt happy that she decided to reveal her relationship with Kara, even if she didn't include every intimate. But I never met a guy I wanted to do it with. It always seemed like it should be more special. I guess I just wasn't ready. But…” She looked up. “Working with you made me feel sexy. You respected that I was doing a good job. We had a good time together today,” she repeated. I walked behind Kerry and knelt. I caressed her neck with my fingertips, and I kissed her cheek. She turned, and I kissed her lips. “You are special,” I said. “Thank you.” She had tears in her eyes. * It was clear she wanted.