” Ellie had a look of pure satisfaction. She’s just as crazy as I am. At least I wasn't alone on this crazy train. I’m pretty sure that I look d...mbfounded at her confession and my realization of our equal craziness. “I have a plan since you've lost your ability to speak,” said Ellie matter-of-factly. To be honest I didn't have a plan. “I’ll drive until we come across a Walmart or something so we can get some supplies. You can sleep or drink a beer along the way. Does that sound good to you?”. I liked it like I like... I don't know. Like I like going to the carnival or having a fine meal. It was nice but I didn't miss it when I didn't have it. I didn't think about it all the time."She laughs a quiet little laugh of remembrance."More often I worried about how to get men to not push for sex without driving them away, or how to deal with being in my period. That sort of thing. And you know what? This is the sort of thing girls aren't supposed to tell their guys."It's always dangerous. This was not a case of “jail bait” as he was over sixteen, and she was not in a position of authority and trust over him, like a teacher or counsellor or coach which would have brought the age up to eighteen. However, the depiction of anyone under eighteen in sexual activity was an offence in the Criminal Code of Canada. This couple had not only had an offline affair, they had engaged in cybersex on camera and exchanged images of it. The irony was that if they had just been having sex in. He said he was flat sitting for a friend and did I want to go back with him. Too right I did, I had always had a thing for red heads and for some reason shorter men then myself.So I duly followed him for what seemed to take forever getting more nervous as time passed, while we exchanged names (he was called Jim, worked as a chef in canary wharf and lived in Bermondsey). Finally we arrived at the flat and I followed him in, he quickly started kissing me and taking my clothes off and moving me.