As soon as we got back to my place, they would.* * *"So, what do you think, lover?" Amanda stood beside the statue she'dworked on all week, ever sinc... Thomas had agreed to hire her and toallow her to move into the BMI house as sculptor "Denise Anderson,"thereby completing the first step in transforming the vintageneighborhood into a "living museum." I think you should call me 'Mr. Fanning' when we're on the job," Ianswered."It's okay to call you 'Jay,' though, when you're balling me?" We're. I've come to see this new sexual revolution of mine rather like discovering the joy of books and being let loose in a library. The branch I work in three days a week, is a small affair with about eight staff including me. I'm the oldest member of staff there. The branch manager is Mr. Brian Dodd, sometimes referred to unkindly, Mr. Dodd as brain dead or Ken. Mr. Dodd is just under forty and seems too preoccupied with my breasts. He's one of those blokes who talk to your chest, not so. That week, in my reading, I came across a quote from Anaïs Nin: “It takes courage to push yourself to places you have never been before… to test your limits… to break through barriers. And the day came when the risk it took to stay tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” I really loved it, but it was a reminder of my problem. It wasn’t your problem. I didn’t have the courage even to speak to you. So I did something that for me was pushing myself to a new place.. Well, I started to get worked up, I had been masturbating since I was 11 or 12 and new how good it made me feel. But I had not done it in my dorm room with someone sleeping 6 feet away – usually in the bathroom late at night when no one was around. I guess I should have gotten up and gone to the bathroom to take care of myself, but for some reason that night I felt that it would be safe to do it in my bed as long as I was quiet. I got under my covers and slipped of my panties. I have never.