" I was wrong. Angels don't kick butt. You must be a superhero." Superheroine, thank you. We've already had that debate." Uh oh. Sounds like somebody'... secret identity is blown." It was unavoidable. Jim tried to explain it away, but the Henderson's saw too much." What about Monique?" Neeka trusted me with her life after spending two hours in my company. I think my secret is safe with her. Lori and Sara might talk, but I doubt it." Well, we were just lucky that you were here, SuperSam." All in. " I mean real people. Not actors. A person's butt is dirty."I laughed. "Sweetheart. Sex is only dirty if you're doing it right." No. It isn't dirty. What we're doing isn't dirty," she said seriously. She was looking intently at me. I was taken aback. I remembered the look she had on her face that first night. The almost unworldly purity and I realized that she was uncorrupted by the insanity of our society. For her, sex was the joining of a man and woman expressing love and affection. She. "Are you going with those people today?" Yes, Mum, I am." Chuck had a headache, but it was hangover-related,not one of the recurring migraines he suffered from."Where are they taking you?"Chuck thought for a few seconds before answering. He was angry withhis mother about how she'd spoken to Hiromi on Monday night and fornot telling him she had called. Chuck could have told his Mum how hefelt, but made a decision to forget about it. What was past was past."I can't say, Mum." You can't even tell. The t-shirt soon discarded, our hands began a duel for supremacy over my belt buckle. Retreating from that lost battle my hands advanced to the remaining 5 buttons on the front of her dress. The cool air of the basement raised bumps on my flesh as I stood before her dressed only in short cotton briefs. The olive of her skin was a striking contrast to the white of her brassiere, panties and garter belt. The scents of sweat, sex and sensuality filled air with a blue electricity. We joined again.