I'll call home and tell my folks I'm staying with Johnny." That's no fuckin' lie," Johnny said. "And if it's okay with you, Sarah,I'll spend the night...with you." Oh, my god!" Sarah shrieked. "I'm going to have a man sleeping in my bed tonight. Hear that, Gerta?"The corners of her mouth curled upwards in a dreamy smile. She looked atJohnny. "But don't get any ideas about sleeping. I have designs on your prick."As Frankie, sleepy-eyed, struggled to his feet, he gave a hand to Gerta, helping her. I had not been told his name, only that he was a wealthy academic from Europe. Dave, my editor, suggested that I dress nicely – apparently the Riva is a ritzy place. Oh, and trust me, it is! I may be a journalist, but I was treated as royalty – it helps that I have a by-line and I used to be food reviewer. As I walked in the door (ten minutes early), the maitre ‘d appeared at my shoulder and asked if I had a reservation, calling me by name. ‘Yes, I do. I’m here with, uhm…’ ‘I understand. We. He's had as many as a hundred people drop in to talk to him. He has more visitors than anyone I've ever met," said Lisa smiling as she went over to the cabinet. She pulled out a pair of bags and said, "In case you're missing anything, each of these bags have a toothbrush, toothpaste, hair brush, deodorant, and tampons."Looking at the bags, Ann asked, "He's got guest bags with tampons?"Lisa laughed and said, "I added those after he had a female guest who needed them."Curious, Lucy asked, "He has. Why did the thought of having sex suddenly sound appealing instead of repulsive? As the shower heated up, Shea stripped out of her pajamas. She stared into the mirror as her top came off, revealing a set of large breasts that didn’t seem to fit on her skinny, petite body. She massaged them gently to find that they were very sensitive and felt good when she touched them. Shea asked herself again, “What is going on?” She stepped into the shower and began to wash her legs of the sticky fluid that.