”“Argh! For the last time, Ay. We’re better as friends. He has that whole machismo thing going and was way too possessive when we were dating. H...’s a lot more manageable this way, and we both get what we want. It’s win-win!”“One of you gets what they want, at least,” Ayanna muttered, almost too softly to be heard.“Oh, he’s pretty reliable in that too, Ay.” Alaina bit the corner of her lip as she recalled a past dalliance.Her friend sighed, shaking her head.The morning passed in a blur. Alaina. As I watched your train pull in, my nervousness grew, my mouth went dry and my brain wouldn’t come up with anything cool or funny to say to you. I fidgeted from foot to foot, looking around for you, knowing you’d be hiding under your hat. You stepped off the train, looking as nervous as I felt, you looked around, searching the sea of faces for mine. Our eyes locked, and both of our mouths spread into goofy grins, both of us trying hard to pull it back down to something a little less. The television crime shows like to talk of sex, of the fact that a woman being raped can actually have an orgasm, and it is true. I shall forever feel the mixture of pleasure and disgust. Miro, my darling, I want you so much, but please be gentle with me.I laugh to myself. You do not even know what joy I plan to offer you this evening. Well, my beloved, I expect that you shall be pleasantly surprised. I shall dress primly; I think you will enjoy removing my undergarments even more than you. I was leaving work one day and passed Katie. Grabbing my arm and pulling me close, she whispered, “You want to play a game?” “Sure,” I responded. “Your ticket to play is to wear a pair of pink panties tomorrow. If you don’t, the game’s over.” She simply walked away. I was wondering if I was going to finally score with her, she knew all about my lingerie fetish and that I had plenty of lingerie. We both work in the same division, some inside and some outside. I was wearing the required pink.