I washed my hands and sat down in my usual place."How was your visit with your girlfriend?" You shouldn't call her that." Why the hell not?" Nothing i... official yet." OK, how was your visit with Kirsten?" She was her usual charming self, although her and her mother did torment me a bit." How's this?" Mom had keen interest in tormenting me.I encouraged the Ursus section of my brain to take over my tongue. He didn't go overboard and make me sound too much more sophisticated than my normal. Amber asked, “Are you sure?”“Yeah.”“You’ve got my number?” Amber asked, although she knew he did. She had programmed it into his cell phone, herself.“Yes,” Dexter said.“You’ll give me a call if you have a problem?” Amber asked.“I will,” Dexter said.“I guess I better go,” Amber said.Dexter said, “Okay.”For a moment, she stood there looking at him. Then she turned and beat a hasty retreat from the apartment. The door slammed shut behind her. Dexter stood there staring at the door, and then looked. .. Whatever you want I guess..." by the time we finished talking we werel there at the beach so I said I needed to use the restroom, she said I'll come with you to the multi sex room, I got in and saw a condom vending machine, I saw her pull out some money and buy a few. When I was butt naked she was staring so instinctively I got a hard one. She asked me if I could put suncream on her so I said yeah and all I was thinking was " omg she is so damn hott I can't believe im doing this..." so I. He wasn’t going to do it until I made him.”Jen sighs and she says “I really wish you hadn’t done that.”So I say “Why?”And Jen says “Dad hates the idea of hitting someone and smacking is like hitting. I think it broke something inside him to do that to her.”And I say “But he smacked me and he didn’t seem to mind.”And Jen says “You didn’t see his face every time he was smacking you. He hated every second of it. I think it broke him inside every time he did it to you as well. He only did it.