“What the hell did you do that for?” I roared, my hackles rising.Moira looked shocked at my reaction, “I just did what you said!”“The hell y...u did!”She got angry and raised her voice, “You have over and over told me to be nice to your friends. When you want sex you ask if I will ‘be nice’ to you. So I figured, therefore, you wanted me to have sex with your friends.”I sat down. My mind was whirling. I knew how damned logical and literal she was. Obviously, she wasn’t being sneaky and trying to. ” She laughed at that thought, all too aware of her elevated heart beat and the way her breath quickened as she replayed the scene in her mind, picturing the look on his face at her admission. Not that she was a prude, but of all her friends, she was the least comfortable talking about sex when the subject came up. They met again the following weekend, as was their habit. Always a different location, trying out as many of the city’s diverse restaurants as they could. And, as usual, Olivia still. . erm... ya know... erm... why don't I do it for you" mom falling over her words from embarrassment of what she had offered to do to me."What do you mean mom" I asked mom not sure I heard her properly."You know... why don't I wank you off Don't get me wrong Mat it's not something a mom should do to their own son is it and after you're out of your casts I'd stop it right away, but I can do it while you're unable to, so long as you promise me you don't tell anyone about this"Completely gobsmacked. My shrink tells me that it is a reaction to a perceived situational loss of control. I’m good if I initiate things, and better if I have total control. But my mind melts down when someone else initiates. And it’s not just sex; it’s major parts of my life. I’m getting better. I need to in order to pass any pre-employment psych test.” “So if you don’t mind me asking, when was the last time you had ‘control sex’?” “I haven’t had any kind of sex with someone else since before the attack. That was.