Kara started toward town again - walking even faster - and heard what sounded like footsteps behind her. She snapped her gaze over her shoulder and sw...re she saw a shadow fleeing into the darkness.This is ridiculous, she reasoned. What am I? Five? Scared of the dark? There’s nothing out there.As if to mock her, something zipped in front of her eyes. She felt the breeze of its passing.Kara screamed and frantically waved her hands in terror. Naturally, that was when a car popped over top of a. He didn’t do anything for her on Friday. He smiles.“Rose, all those silly drugs caused changes in my biochemistry, one of which is a permanently stiff dick. This has been up like this since Friday. That shocks her. So, those of you who made it this way now have a lifetime job of catering to it as my slaves and sex toys.” She nods her understanding of where he’s coming from. And then giggles when she sees the pun about where he’s about to be coming to, or in - her.He steps forward, and slides. ”I put the bar on the rests and sat up. I picked up a ten pound dumbbell and started working my right biceps.“Are you sorry it happened?” I asked.“That’s the problem,” she said. “I’m not sorry.”“Why is that a problem?”“I thought if I did that to you, I’d know what it was like and then I could use it to control Steve. Now I know I can’t even control myself.”I put the weight down.“Look,” I said. “It seems to me the answer to your problems is simple. Just don’t go out on dates and you won’t get. On returning, the screen read, ‘I’ve stopped being a whore, if that’s what you wanted to know. I’m a waitress in a bar, so technically I am still in the adult entertainment business.’ The anger shriveled to regret. ‘I miss you,’ he wrote. ‘I dream about you.’ ‘Really? I dream about you too.’ That was more like it. ‘What do you dream?’ As she typed, he sipped his beer. Finally she posted, ‘I dream about our time together, how special you made me feel, how safe. In my dreams you make me laugh.