"Work tools." Work tools?"She took a lingering sip of her fourth whisky for the evening. I do love a woman who loves whisky."Do you really want to kno...?" Sure." Canes," she said. "I have canes in my bag."I was about to ask the obvious question and she leant forward and murmured in my ear. "I cane men on their bare bottoms for a living." Well," I croaked, my throat suddenly going dry, "That certainly sounds more interesting than my job." Sometimes women too, to be honest, but mostly men. I. I laughed and said at least he got that and he agreed then asked me about Sarah. I told him her and I have been great as usual avoiding saying anything else. "No man I mean anything good?"I looked at my best friend and felt bad then sighed and said. About a week ago Sarah felt bad for making me drive over two states to see her sisters so she took me to the super store and I picked out any swim suit I wanted and I could fuck her in it any way I wanted and video tape it. "And!" James said leaning. “I’m giving that one to Mom and Dad. Where’d you hear it?”“Made it up on the spot,” my sister said.“That’s us,” I said.“But,” Terri stated, “we had a pretty set idea that our mates were well into our own concepts of perfection.”“I don’t know about that ‘perfect’ thing,” Rachel said. “Just some indescribable idea that my soul wasn’t gonna be complete without HIS soul.”“You are talking about Derek here, right?” I snickered. Derek, while he’s perfect in Rachel’s eyes, still has flashes of being an. ” “I am sorry,” I cried, tears beginning to fall down my cheeks. “I thought I was giving you what you wanted.” “You are,” he smiled, holding my head up and kissing away my tears. “I don’t want you to be your mother. I want you to be you, because you are amazing.” “Really?” I asked him, trying to stop the tears. “Do you still want me?” “Of course I still want you,” he laughed, bringing his lips to mine and kissing me hard. He didn’t stop kissing me, instead, with out lips locked together,.