James stepped off the elevator taking the two steps to where he could see her."Hi, how we doing today?" he asked.Ruth Ann disregarded the thousand bet...er answers and replied, "Too soon to tell."James sat down at the table and threw her the first of several bones he had for her. "I could use a cup of coffee, how about you?"Ruth Ann watched quietly as the man set about the task of making the coffee, when the machine was spitting the dark brew out into the pot below he turned back to her."How do. She was married to Bill. Although he was a plain-looking man when she married him, he was now two stone heavier with badly receding hair. To say he hadn't aged as well as his wife was an understatement, but most wouldn't have guessed the body that lurked under the frumpy clothes of Dr Reid. She dressed with the standards of a woman who found it vulgar to ogle the female form; sex was a means of reproduction, plain and simple, to the dear doctor.Cassie had only gone out with Bill because he. See ... we were playing, he touched me a little, I touched him a little, and ... and ... but we always stopped. Except that one time ... at the drive-in cinema..."Oh, God, what is wrong with me?! My dad is cool and all that, but it's not right to talk to him about how far I went with my stupid boyfriend."I touched his ... cock," I whisper even more quietly now, the last word barely makes it out of my mouth, "and it seemed like it hurt him, but when I wanted to take my hand off, he asked me to. By this time I was pretty revved up. He took things so slow with me. He asked me if I was ever going to surrender to my desires and finally go through with it. I was still unsure. What would that make me if I did that? Would I be gay? It sounds like a very silly question but at the time it was central to how I self identified. I didn't want how I identified myself to change and yet it felt like it was about to. He kept saying "at some point you're simply going to have to just try it." He was.