’ During the night, another nurse came to give me some pills, which I wouldn’t swallow. She just shrugged and produced a syringe, saying in no one...to particular, ‘Well, they said you’d be a problem. We’ll see how you like this, instead.’ She jabbed the needle into my arm and quickly pushed the plunger before I could react. ‘Now, go back to sleep. Rhonda will be back in the morning.’ The next morning, I felt a little different, not so much on edge, and not quite so ready to fight the world. My. “Let’s go to that sex shop” says Ann, without explaining why. Rhonda is intrigued and drives to it and parks. “What do you have in mind” asked Rhonda. “Oh just wanted to have another look” replied Ann. They go inside and the clerk immediately recognises them. “Hello ladies. What are you after this time” he says as his cock is already beginning to rise. “Oh just looking” said Ann and she leads Rhonda to the display of dildos. “Look at this one” said Ann enthusiastically. She picks up one marked. Mom suggested we go inside as we had been in the sun longer than we should have. She didn’t want me to get sunburned the first day. I told Mom I was going to get dressed; she responded that she never wore anything in the house, that she enjoyed being naked. I thought what the hell so I removed the bottoms of the bikini. I immediately felt naughty and I liked it. Mom disappeared into the kitchen, when she returned she handed me a tall glass of orange juice. I thanked her and took a sip; it. I emerged up the escalator from the tube and made my way to Exit 3 – the one that leads up to Lower Regent Street – full of hope and doubt. I prayed that I wasn’t going to be feeling foolish in twenty minutes time, and worried about how long I should wait if she wasn’t there.I reached the bottom of the steps that led up to where the rest of London rushed about with their lives. She wasn’t there. Wasn’t stood in the same place where we had last kissed, the last place where she had filled my.