We made idle chit chat on the way, i told her my name, she told me hers was Maggie, i told her where i was going, and my need for some fast cash. " I ...ive on a dairy ranch just up the way here " she said. " If you'd like we could stop off there for the night, have a little party there, mabey you could earn some money? " she said rather nervousley. " what do you mean party? " i said. she looked me right in the eyes and said " what do you think i mean? ". I had an idear of what she ment, but did. “You got me beat. I am a second generation Italian American. My grandfather came over from Italy when he was a baby.”“So your 26 live alone and help strange women on the side of the road. What do you do for work?”“Promise not to laugh?”“I promise”“I am a video game tester for Game Informer Magazine. I get paid to play video games and tell them what I think about them. I also test games for game designers looking for feedback.”“So you’re a video game nerd, can cook, and yet kind, sweet, and good. She rubbed her eyes with her hands and stretched luxuriously like a cat, then looked up at him and smiled. ‘Ready for some dessert, baby?’ he asked with a smile. She nodded and sat up as he brought the platter to the bed and sat it between them. He slowly lifted the lid and beneath it was a bowl of fresh strawberries, a dish of whipped cream, and a dish of warm chocolate syrup with something that resembled a honey dipper, in it. She grinned at him, and knew what he had in mind for dessert,. Inspite of all the fights, brawls we used to have every day, intimate love between us increased day by day. Though we were physically attracted to each other a lot, that never went beyond kissing. One day we were speaking through phone as usual. And for some reason the topic of sex popped up. As a girl, I was naturally shy. He was very excited while speaking about this. Many thoughts were running in my mind at that time. Will he ask me out for a date or a sleepover! Etc and with those endless.