"We'll be home by 10:30, I've got to be back home by 11 myself." Very well," Dad said. He patted me on the back, "Brian, don't do anything I wouldn't ...o," Yes, sir," I said, and escaped into the car with Cindy. The Ford Fairlane was an old style car-- and therefore had bench seats instead of bucket seats like my parent's cars."Seat belt, condom boy," she said. "Mandatory here now, and my Mom will kill me if we die in a crash. Her words exactly." Okay," I said, pulling it on. " You don't have to. October 15th came, the day before my recital and I felt confident. I knew I could do it. Miss Miller was right.The next morning my parents and I packed into our car and traveled the 5 hours down to ‘Frisco. We arrived mid afternoon, checked into the hotel and went up to our room to rest up a bit. After about 90 minutes Miss Miller arrived and came t our room.“Hi. I’m glad you three made it okay. The performances start at 8:00 and James is scheduled to be the second one up. Can you come down to. “Can I get you a drink?”, he says as you take out the note. “Sex on the beach” you respond as you remove your coat and sit at the bar. “WOW” he remarks as he gives you your drink “that’s quite a fetching dress you’re wearing”. You hardly notice his come on as you delve deeper into the note. “Oh, yeah, thanks” you remark in passing. As you sip your drink and read on, he goes back to cleaning up. Glasses clank and kegs bang on the floor in the background. As you finish your note, you notice your. She sat back in her seat, too, her eyes and voice level. "I don't think sex should be 'satisfactory'". Though her voice was calm, her scorn was evident. "I don't want 'satisfactory sex'. That's bullshit, and you can't sell bullshit to people in a world that doesn't even know what a bull is."Terry shrugged. "Sure you can, but semantics aside, it's not bullshit. And maybe it's not even satisfaction." He stirred in his seat. "The people who accept Neo-Tantric training find they can relate to other.