.. Oh, I’m sorry I haven’t got your name, my dear,” turning to look at Julie as he spoke.“Oh, I’m sorry too. I’m Vivian,” she replied as...she sat down with Daryl between us.The best reply I could come up with was, “That’s an unusual name, not one you hear often.”“Well,” she continued, “If you remember the film Pretty Woman, you may recall that was Julia Roberts’s character’s name.”Shit, I thought! She’s really into this now and knows very well that I know she enjoyed that film and teased her. But sex, when they had any at all, was very dull. They were both virgins when they married. Unfortunately, Barney seemed to have little imagination and even less sex drive. In fact, they had had sex in only one way, at night, in bed, missionary style with little or no foreplay. Betty sometimes suspected that there was a tiger lurking behind Barney's timid approach to sex, but she had no idea of how to bring it forth.Wilma, Betty's neighbor and best friend, was forever bragging about how good. I honestly think, and both she and her father agree, that the obstacles between us are so great that it would be nigh on impossible for things to work out. And the only way that they’ll get a chance to work out is if I somehow blow things with Kara. And I am determined NOT to do that, Bethany.”“And Stephie? She’s clearly in love with you. That seems like a dangerous situation.”I chuckled, “I was afraid it was, so I confronted her about that. She damn near tore my head off. She told me I was. As soon as the thrill of that perfect moment started to worn off I subtly got terribly worried. I had lost control completely and maybe I had gone too far. Maybe knowing that later this evening I'd be doing whatever I wanted to a girl made me exceed myself with her, with my Gabrielle. Fuck. I rushed with her to my executive chair and laid her on it kneeling in front of her, my arms crossed over her tights, caressing her, and my chin over my hands, just watching her every move, while she was.