" And everyone laughed.Orpheus started again, "Ok, Whatever you do, if this bores you and stuff because there’s no cumfucking in my plot or whateve..., leave now. By leave now, I mean, go read about cumfucking and piss on one another elsewhere. But I am looking for a person who is deep down an innocent person, and I want to protect her. If there is a hell, it’s sure to be this place. Go ahead, get your powertrip, hit the negative button, and feel good about yourself. Or leave now. . While he lay almost perfectly still, his legs just slightly apart, Gretchen was astride him, impaled upon his shaft and slowly moving her hips in a gentle rotation. Her head has bent forward, her hair hung like a cascading waterfall of reddish gold brushing upon his chest. Every so often she would lean down to kiss him or run her tongue down his chest, to his nipples which she would gently bite or nibble. Her hands were spread out before her, holding on to his which were spread straight out on. It was plywood and had started to splinter and peel from weathering. He said, “I take it they didn’t replace the broken glass.”“No, they didn’t.”“This is bad.”“I know.”“Your boss must really love you to give you a property like this.”“I can live without that kind of love.”They walked around to the front of the house. Benny wasn’t where they were expecting to find him. He was over at the garden inspecting the plants.“What are you doing, Benny?”“Someone has been harvesting the buds.”“I imagine. In my naiveté I said, "Okay."She didn't take my hand as we walked. She led me out to the quad where we could sit on one of the planters. "Mike," she started, then paused, a hurt look in her face. "I don't think I can't be your girlfriend anymore." Oh," I said. Now, you must remember, I hadn't exactly gone looking for a girlfriend. So I wasn't exactly broken up over this development. The mistake was not looking broken up. I'd learn. I was about to get a lesson."Don't you have anything to say?".