I decided I'd try to lure her to my studio after a live show. Only I didn't have to work too hard to accomplish that... "Hey Dean, can I check somethi...g on your computer? I need to check my email." "Sure thing." This was early 2006, and not everyone had email on their phones. Heck, I didn't have Facebook at this point. However, she just sat in my chair and didn't bother checking her email which was a sign. "Hey Nadia I need to render one of the live shows for weekend replay. Let me show you the. " Dave blushed and went to fetch himself a cup and saucer.Waiting until Dave was back and settled in a chair in front of her desk sipping at the very expensive coffee Katie had 'suggested' he provide for her she said. "We've been what working late together for what months now, right?"Dave nodded and made an agreeing noise, seeing again how pretty Katie was when she smiled."And I don't know anything about you?" She continued, "and it seems a shame. So tell me what you are interested in, what you. He was suddenly troubled as he reviewed the past few hours. "Anya, we just had sex all afternoon and I never asked you about birth control. I know I'm human and you're not, but can I get you pregnant?"Anya ran a hand across the few hairs on his chest that Travis owned. "Would you like to make a baby with me?" she teased.Travis found himself getting tied up in knots in his guts. He sat up in bed suddenly regretting letting this woman-child seduce him, "You look like a kid; you tell that you are. He wondered if her question was just rhetorical, but decided to take it seriously. ‘It’s a lot more honest than pornography. Pornography just sells a false image. Prostitutes sell a real experience.’ Dean decided that she had meant the question as rhetoric, but had taken his answer more seriously than she had wanted to. For a moment, Dean had fingered the entwined images on the medallion in his pocket from the School for Social Expression [really the School for Sexual Expression, but he was.