"May I have medical kit?" she inquired.I reached for the kit and handed it to her. She removed the gauze bandage and carefully studied my finger "It h...al well," she said with a big smile on her face. She took the gauze out of my kit and expertly bandaged up my finger."My name is Anna." I could see a sparkle in her eyes. I found myself somewhat speechless as I gazed at a face that was so pure and innocent.I finally regained my senses."Hello Anna, I am Clint." Like country western singer?" she. "There we go, that's what I'm looking for," the first voice said. "That unpredictably and that anger. They will serve you well. If you accept of course." Accept what?" the second voice wondered."My offer," the first voice said."You haven't offered me anything but smart retorts," the second voice pointed out. "And if we are going to talk about offers, I think I need a name for you. Unless you would prefer being referred to as a voice in my head?" It wouldn't be the first time for that," the. ’ They enter her room. It smells slightly like her. Lovely. They sit down on a couch but leave the television off. ‘I’ve been new in town for a couple of days now and you’re the first guy that has peaked my interest.’ ‘In a good way right?’ She laughs. ‘Yeah in a good way.’ And then the impossible happened, she leaned in and kissed him. It was a wonderful kiss, she was firm with her mouth but not hard. It was great but it caught him off guard and she could feel that. ‘Hey you ok with this, are. The twenty-minute ride home was a turning point in my life. She confessed about her sexual exploits and answered my many questions about sex. She explained how in particular she loved a young black friend of her son, and how his enormous ten-inch cock made her feel my age again. I had already felt my primal urges rearing their selves again, but when she bought me my first taste of alcohol something changed in those urges. No longer did I want to fantasize about my exploits, I wanted to live.