She cast her eyes downward. "We have sex," she said."Does he ever come over just to hang out with you and watch a movie?" No," she said."Does he ever ...ake you to the movies? Does he ever take you out to dinner? Does he ever take you to the art museum or the theater?" No," she said. "He doesn't." And what did he get you for a Christmas present?" Lingerie," she said blankly, still refusing to take her eyes off the carpet in front of her."And what is lingerie generally associated with?" Sex," she. One day, she looked at me as we walked to a meadow with some lemonade, and then she told me to tell her my troubles. I hadn’t said anything to her, but she’s always just known these things.’ ‘Anyway, I told her that I was torn, that I loved you very much – as only a thirteen year old girl can – but that I’d met Paco and felt drawn to him somehow. Most people in their fifties listening to that would have just shrugged and mumbled something about kids. But she didn’t. She stopped me and told me. “Drop your pants-now!”He purses his lips as if he’s not sure if he should follow my order, but then he quickly unbuckles, then unzips his jeans, letting them fall to the floor. His pale blue designer briefs leave little to the imagination but so much more to crave.“Hands back on the table!”He resumes his position as I stand behind him. “Maybe this will teach you to be more responsible,” I say as I slap his behind.“Mmmm, maybe it will,” he says in a tone that leaves me to wonder who really is in. Anyway, despite traffic I was able to make it on time. Nikki’s dungeon doors were open, so I assumed she was waiting for me. When I walked through the door, she was sitting in a chair with her leather boots propped up on a masked man’s back. He was on all fours, staring at the floor, but he looked my way when he heard my foot steps.“Oh I’m sorry, I thought you were ready for me, I’ll go back out until you are done with…”“Wait! No mistake dear. Remember your friend Steven? He told me that you.