You're playing a half-assed long shot trying to get someone in on the lowest level of their organizations, threatening a larger investigation that has...people in much higher places. Either shut it the hell down or prepare to be buggered by our friends in the Hoover building." Are you going to start yelling at me again if I tell you I can't do that?" No," she said, taking a very deep breath, "I'm going to ask you why you can't do it."He looked at her, wincing. "I don't really have a good reason. It’s quite a collection we have here, isn’t it? I asked.“Yeah, well, it is. I’m not really sure what I want” he said, trying not to look at me. I put my hand on his arm. “Relax, this your first time in a place like this?”Finally looking at me he said “Yes. I really don’t have any experience with, you know, and thought maybe one of these...”“Might help you get ready for the real thing?” I finished for him.He nodded. “I just started college, you know? And I thought it would be better than High. “I took a cab, Jenny.” “Oh. Okay. Miss,” I said, stumbling slightly over the words, feeling suddenly awkward, our hands brushing as we both reached for the doorknob. I wondered if I was expected to kiss her? If this had been a ‘normal’ date, hookup, whatever, with a guy, would I have? Depended on the guy, really. But at least, I’d have known…She lay her hand over mine as I went to turn the knob, and then, higher, wrapping her fingers firmly around my wrist, stopping me dead in my tracks. It seemed important to give you a room of your own, so you had a safe place that was yours.”“Okay. I guess… I understand. Sorry for being all pissy. It’s just that I’m sort of scared. Off balance. Not sure where I fit in.”He nodded and smiled. “Right here, on my lap, enjoying a quiet moment at the end of the afternoon.”She felt the tension she had been holding in her shoulders seep away. “That sounds nice.” She got up from her chair and stepped across to his.“Sure you don’t want to get those.