I close my eyes to stop the tears coming as I become enveloped in his arms. I don’t know how long we stood there like that but after awhile we drew...back slightly and as I looked up into his eyes he cupped my face gently as he whispered, “hey sweetie” his voice was husky and I could clearly hear the American accent, that just made him sound more sexy. I smiled softly at him, wanting him to kiss me but not daring to say. As if reading my mind he asked hesitantly “can I kiss you?” I laughed. .. have sex with any one of them ... other than Meka? Almost certainly not. I say ‘almost’ simply because I currently don’t know any of them anywhere near well enough to have any particularly strong interest in any of them. Were our lives different, I would be very interested in Meka. Of course, if our lives were different, Meka would probably be a different person, perhaps a young woman that would not lose both her parents before she turned 19.“Even though she was hurting terribly, and still. When she left, I felt the encounter ended with her winning the battle and losing the war. But a few minutes after the third seduction began, a somewhat pompous woman who reminded me of Eleanor Roosevelt only more handsome, the beautiful blonde reentered the library and asked to speak with me a moment. "Give me a call," she said, handing me her card. When she left the second time, I saw the old flapper at the door. They giggled. When the pompous woman asked, I showed the card. She gained. Something not lost on her. Tina watching me said, “Well, I see it has already helped. You walk is kind of sexy now.” “What?” I asked. Tina explained, “You move more natural. It seems that you like the feeling of it. You do know that you really should give up and go real time.” I fought this again. I had no idea when Tina was so interested in my going out with men and sucking and fucking them. I never really asked though. It was a combination of being afraid to ask and more afraid of her answer..