What shall I say? What will YOU say? Knees weak, I sit on a chair. My eyes on the door, jumping when the doorbell rings again. Where would I start? So...e things must never be said, or told. I swallowed them long ago. I think now of what has changed with me. Wondering if I’ve really changed at all, and have you. Will you like my current girlfriend? I thought it was her I was rushing to meet. I’m sure you’d like her. She’s pretty and sweet and kind, funny. We met through a common friend, you know. "No, thank you," said a quiet man wedged in the back of the booth. He hadn't talked much all night, seemingly embarrassed by the spectacle. I felt bad for him. "We were just getting set to leave," he added."Nonsense!" shouted the boss, his fingers already tugging my panties aside and tickling across my labia. "More tequila!" He demanded, as I tried, unsuccessfully to bat his hand away.The bartender heard him shout his order, and just shook her head "No" from across the room."Um, we're out of. I smile, you’ve cut your hair. The urge to nip you a little harder than I should…I descend to lie across you. Even as I try to pull my self control back you stir and reach up to my lips. Dry, soft and ever gentle, you draw me down further into a more moist and thorough kiss. Your grip tightens and I try to shush you to be gentler. Too much excitement and the spell will be broken. Things you’ve heard before you murmur. The absurdity of it tickles me for the barest of moments, and then the. Mom looked at me with somewhat sad eyes and told me her story. ‘Mary, when I was a teenager I was rather stupid. My mom never talked to me about sex and things like that. I was a rather promiscuous girl. After I graduated I became a waitress in Vic’s restaurant. I dated a lot of guys and had sex with a few of them. I didn’t want my mother to know what I was doing so I wasn’t on the pill. I made the men wear condoms. Every now and then a man didn’t wear one. ‘I was nineteen when I became.