With Mitchell today, that was just fun but I didn’t feel anything at all for him sexually—what I felt was from seeing you and Wendy doing it and w...tching your face when you came was—OhmyGod—the hottest thing ever.”“But honey...”“Oh, don’t interrupt. You know, Kevin, I think I know you enough now to see how you’ve changed in these two weeks from that idealistic boy who wanted everyone in the whole world to see how our sexualized society has gone down the wrong path, to become an idealistic boy. Searching for a green eyed goddess he spotted me, and as a cheetah in dusk he pounced."hey, do you have any matches" he grinnedI settled my head up and my eyes focused, um, yes I chattered, hold this.My cd player, my cigarettes, some loose papers in my pockets, I had him hold it alland he grinnedHis smile, still engrained upon my corneas as I am never to forget him, my first, my Ben Boy.quickly I decided as I had decided before "the next man that wants to fuck, I will"and that we did, but first. I looked around slowly, trying to pinpoint the source of my uneasiness. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, I continued on, but still couldn’t shake the eerie feeling. I stepped up the pace a little. I smiled at Benny, the guard working the evening shift in the lobby, as I headed back into the building. ‘Evenin’ Miss Gracie.’ He nodded his head, returning my grin. ‘Good evening Benny.’ He noted the two cups I was carrying. ‘You and Mr. Grant workin’ late again?’ I grinned. ‘How’d you guess. . you win, Big J. Your turn.” And I gave him a gracious nod. I had to submit to this, and play the game honestly. If I didn’t, there was no telling what he could, or would do to me before security came to my rescue. Not to mention my losing the interview, and heaven-forbid, my having to come back here.“A’ight, girl.” He started, looking me over. “You said you wuz a mussus. So why’s yer man lettin’ you in here? A girl like you? I wouldn’t let you outta’ mah sight.”I had to roll my eyes, not at.