Therefore, I never attempted to experience one, because… well, I didn’t know how! What I did know was that I had put a couple of fingers between ...y legs a couple of times, and it kind of felt nice, but my fingers smelt a bit weird, even after a shower. So one moonlit night, with sleep unavailable, and nothing to do but stare out at the night sky with its nearly full moon, I did what any self-respecting bored lass does, and put a couple of fingers between my two plump lips. Wearing just a. The man couldn't follow us both, so he followed me.SM: Yes, yes! But what happened then?SL: The only logical thing happened. I started to run as fast as I could and he started to run as fast as he could.SM: And?SL: The only logical thing happened. He reached me.SM: Oh, dear! What did you do?!SL: The only logical thing to do. I lifted my dress up.SM: Oh, Sister! What did the man do?SL: The only logical thing to do. He pulled down his pants.SM: Oh, no! What happened then?SL: Isn't it logical,. ”“Well, put the clothes on her, I’ll be ready in five minutes.”Kat sent Bitch to the car to wait in the backseat. I realized she wanted to talk to me about something in private and waited.“Err, sir, I don’t know how to say this without it seeming, err, demeaning to you. It’s not how I mean it, I swear, sir.”“Just say it, and I’ll make sure to remember to take it the way you meant it.”“Yes, sir. Uh, it’s about you paying, sir. It’s like this sir, I didn’t plan on that and I kinda told Bitch. He’s the general manager of a financial service’s corporation with a regional office in downtown Columbus. I’ve never been there, but I assume he has a couch, like those guys in MAD MEN!Because of the worldwide markets, he’s always there or on the phone or on his computer. He gets home for dinner ... maybe once or twice a week; and on Stock Market holidays. The US Stock Market isn’t the only one, thus keeping him up very late.I hardly see him anymore because of our conflicting schedules. When.