The hardest thing to do was the first time I had to use the girlsshower, but every girl in there seemed to be as shy as I was, so it wasokay. And as a...bonus, if anyone had any doubts about me, those weregone because so any girls had seen me naked. Then, in our third week atschool a boy asked me out! Flustered a bit, my friend Sally pushed meto say yes, so I did. It was exciting and very eerie to be on a datewith a boy, but I loved every minute of it, and even kissed him when Iwent in the house.. The evening had arrived and I saw several men and some women clients all gathering in rooms and salons on the ground floor. Each person had at least one lady helping them to enjoy the evening. One week later I had a caller. A young man delivered a note to me. Then he waited, patiently, for me to read it. It was a simple card. Gwendolyn was letting me know that she had enjoyed my visit. Would I care to call again? Perhaps the next day? It was a Wednesday and she would not be too busy. I was. After I’d read the paper we went back to the office. My old friend, Jordan Grant, was standing outside my office door. It wasn’t too much of a surprise; I tore down a computer for him a couple of weeks prior and the case was scheduled for court on Thursday. We went into the office to chat and Maizie headed for her bed in the corner.When Jordan and I were learning to be good detectives under Lars—a class we called Gumshoe U—we were always teamed up on the exercises that Lars gave the group. We. And although I might share your thoughts, I won’t think less of you for saying it. So let’s go back to my original question, what might be a sexual fantasy girls have?” I watched her first be relieved when I said I wouldn’t judge her, but then a bit of embarrassment as she began to relate her fantasy.“This could be when I am with a guy or it could be if I was in a room of guys. My hands are tied behind my back, and I am kneeling down and have been stripped topless. The boy is naked, and he has.