"No sex." She reiterated."If I ask for sex and you say no that is the end of the matter. If I ask you to stand on your head and you don't want to that...is the end of that as well. I can ask for the same thing over and over but just because you said yes once doesn't mean it's yes every time. You can always refuse to do something." I stopped and took a sip of my coffee and watched as she mulled over my offer.Finally she looked up, "OK," was all she said.I stuck a hand in my pocket and pulled out. Doctor: No need to thank me. The one you should be thanking is the one who wrote this prescription. It's amazing. The ingredients and recipe for the antidote were perfect. The person who wrote this must have studied Western medicine at a university.Sanosuke (darkly): Or they just knew a lot about poisons.Doctor: Poison and medicine are two sides of the same coin. Jimsonweed is a powerful medicine when used properly. Also known as Korean morning-glory, it's the main ingredient in an anesthetic. I waved my hand dismissively. “You know, studies have shown that you’re more likely to have a happy relationship if you don’t rush into it. Most successful relationships happen well after high school.”“Bah, nonsense. Your mothers and I were high-school sweethearts. Isn’t that right?” He grinned victoriously as he addressed his three lovers.They each responded affirmatively, in their own ways.My family structure was unusual. My father was engaged in a polyamorous relationship with his three. Her words were unintelligible, as she moaned, and soaked my fingers in her juices. "Oh, son. I never knew. I never knew it could feel like this," she told me as I started kissing my way back up her body.I brought my wet lips to hers, and we started kissing again. I started to rub my cock against her panties, but she broke the kiss, and pushed my chest away a bit. "We don't have to do this," her voice was uncertain and tremulous. "You have already done enough for me tonight. Maybe we'd better.