The look from Marian was all question!“Okay,” said Marian.“The party, you and my mom talked. Julian heard it all, and, so did I,” she said.“...uh?” said Marian.“It wasn’t all that bad, what we heard. But it wasn’t all good either. I have to ask. Has Julian said anything to you? Asked any questions? I mean you, know?”“Uh ... no, not that I can think of,” said Marian.“I know I sound kinda paranoid, but when it comes to dad, well...” she said. Marian nodded and walked back into the apartment leaving. I love the time youand I are together, but that's really all I wanted." Darling don't take what I am about to say the wrong way however it's notthat this isn't wonderful but we would just be adding a little somethingextra, taking it to another dimension and that could only make it better."I didn't want to make a big deal of it. "I am not saying no but I justdon't know if I want to."She put on her pleading fluttering eyes. "Please babe."I didn't answer and the look on her face said it all. After. Very much so, but not at what people have coined 'vanilla' sex. It's pretty random.The other day, I was sitting in traffic, sweating in the ridiculous heat. A girl was walking along the pavement. Not what you'd call stunning, just an average girl. She was wearing a flowery dress with sheer tights and a large bag over her shoulder. The bag must have been rubbing against her hip in such a way that it was hitching up the side of her dress. My eyes were drawn to her, she had an amazing gait, hips. Was this some hedonistic, Sapphic pleasure ship? She zipped me into the dress and looking at the clock advised me that it was time for dinner. I followed her, feeling hungry suddenly, to another deck and another oak door which she opened and led me inside. Mira was there already and, as before, glanced at her watch. ‘Thank you, Irina. You may go.’ Mira came to me, her heels different from those she had worn that first time but equally dangerous but silent on the thick carpet. Her dress was a.