She moved in front of me, forcing me to look at her instead of the stands. ‘Let me guess. The guys in the security room told you about me?’ I grun...ed and concentrated on a drunken fan with his face painted haphazardly like Mel Gibson in Braveheart. ‘They like to make fun of me, I guess. It’s because I ask a lot of stupid questions.’ I shrugged, ‘Really.’ ‘I’m Marla. What’s your name?’ She stuck a hand out and flashed me a familiar smile. ‘Watts,’ I said without looking at her. I left her hand. The flip side, is that I never really let myself be myself. I always catered to their needs and desires. Well, not totally, but it was better to be passive and agreeable than argue. And most of the time, I didn't particularly care one way or another. That's part of the problem right there. I didn't care.Shit. Jenny must be right. I am a closed book. So if that's the problem, the obvious solution is let myself open up. To get beyond the simple expedient of being 'the boyfriend' and allowing them. We talked about things like this and it's fun, but inviting someone for real is insane. I mean he knows how I feel about sharing and I know it’s his birthday but this... I’m not doing.” I was freaking out, numb and ready to say, “Look, I was just joking, unfasten me and I’ll find my way back home." Suddenly the door opened and my heart exploded. I bowed my head and noticed that 2 men were standing in front of me. I recognized one pair of shoes and the other unknown; so was his voice and. ‘That’s right,’ Wanda mused happily ‘Today we are doing a very special video, like Anna said she is a virgin and today we are going to take her virginity for all of you at home to see!’ It was a little off the wall for me and I debated watching the rest of the video but I wanted to see if I could make out the mystery man on the screen, for I already had figured out that Wanda was involved in whatever it was that was making Anna turn against me right now. ‘So tell me Anna, have you ever thought.