Perfect, and ... and not real.” Both men were looking at her now, eyes heavy. She squirmed. It was a heavy topic, one she’d been afraid to have, b...t if Matt was willing to talk about, she should be too. And no offense to Matt, but she was the better thinker. “But real relationships aren’t p-perfect, right? They’re messy, and problematic, and ... and there should b-be room for us to get into arguments about stuff, and not w-worry the relationship will die.”Art sighed, nodding. “Yeah, same here.. He'd almost wished she'd woken up, if only to say goodnight to him.Going into the bathroom and stripping daddy got into the shower, feeling the hot water beating against his tired body. It felt good and he stayed in longer then usual. Feeling a little revived Daddy dried off and put on his robe and a pair of slippers and headed for the kitchen.Daddy grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and went out onto the porch, settling into a lounge. It was a mild crystal clear night; the sky was filled. I believe I will be able to find what I need to, with no trouble!”On the way to the theater, we had talked about rubbers and birth control. I assured him I had been on the pill for months, so there was nothing to worry about. I also told him that the doctor had told me that I had no hymen, probably due to my use of tampons, so I would have no pain or bleeding with my first intercourse, like many girls do. That was also a bit of a relief. It was one thing Mary had complained about in her first. Hewas a club owner and knew what the men who frequented his club wanted, asdid he, and killing some dumb broad wasn't it. Now, if he could talk thecunt into a blowjob then he'd be a happy camper, but she was nothing morethan a big pile of money as far as he was concerned. Unfortunately forhim, after he split the ransom with the loan shark and then with the guysdoing the actual grunt work, he'd be lucky to walk away with his pants.At least his dick would be intact and he would still have his.