You'll get used to it, no?"She wiped her eyes and regained control, "Idon't know." She smiled wanly, "Darling, yourfather and I were talking last nigh......"I sighed and tried to interrupt, "Mum, we'vebeen through all..."She cut me off, "Now hear me out. We weretalking and we felt that if you were intent ondoing...'this', well we think you should talkto a doctor about it."I nodded, "Mum, I have seen a doctor about it."She look taken aback, "You have?" I nodded andshe went on, "Well, what sort of. .. about... about sex."Jenny's voice lowered so much that the last word was almost a whisper. And her face colored painfully as she confessed her fears. "I... I wish I had someone to talk to about it but my mother's dead and I don't have any close girlfriends. And I certainly can't talk to Bill!"Brandy gave the girl an encouraging smile. If the extent of her problem was sex, it was quite simple to put her on the right track. She didn't think that any girl in this day and age would be nervous. Let's see, there was that concert pianist whose fingers you managed to break during the collection process and I seem to recall that there was a religious sect that was not so happy with the idea of receiving a new priestess that was only almost a virgin. This is a risky business, Constanza, we all make mistakes." Hmm," cut in Anatoly. "If you two can avoid the bickering we might get a little further. Let me explain my current thinking. You two run perfectly adequate collection and preparation. And so there I was in my new hometown to start over again together with my beloved Reyna.After getting my stuff from the plain I started straight for the hotel. At the reception I was told that someone already has checked in and my heart started beating rapidly. I took the key and searched my way to the room. When I arrived at the room I knocked: “It's me. May I come in?” Silence, I waited and I was able to hear my blut rushing through my ears. I guess I've been more nervous than at the day.