. what's wrong?" he asked one night while the two lay in bed. He had tried to seduce her all evening, but now she sat up reading a book."Hmmm? What do...you mean?" she asked, lowering the book and turning her gaze to Mark."I mean... well, how do I say this... why haven't you been as... horny lately?" he asked, regretting it as he saw the angry look on her face.After an awkward silence that lasted a few moments, the look was replaced by a thoughtful one, and she gave a soft sigh. "I mean, remember. The next day I logged in to find that he had sent me a nice note simply saying thank you for the wink, it made his day. I looked at who was online, and he was in fact on. I wanted to send him an IM request to chat a bit, but was afraid to do so. A few minutes later, I got an IM invitation from him. I answered immediately. We chatted a few minutes and he asked if I was interested in having some lunch. I agreed and we met at a local sports bar and had a few beers and found that we enjoyed each. "Bud used his radio and contacted someone downstairs and asked them to call for paramedics and to have them come to the third floor. While he was doing that, the deputy that had been knocked unconscious was waking up. He looked around and said, "Who do I have to thank for keeping me alive?"Bud and I pointed at each other, making the guy smile. "Who cares, thank you both? I thought those guys were the real deal when they followed us up from the lobby. What the fuck is going on here anyway?. Then after some days my friend suggested me to have sex with a prostitute, at first I was disgusted, I told him I will never do this, I thought I don’t need to do such things because only cheap and looser people do this kind of things, so I rejected his offer totally and decided not to indulge in such activities because there is also a risk involved in case the prostitute may have some STD or some other harmful things, moreover I was also afraid that what if someone catches me or anything like.