"I'm wearing a blue polka-dot dress with a white collar," she said. "And white shoes, with ankle straps." Oh. OK." I had expected her to tell me she w...s wearing Chanel Number 5, or perhaps some other, updated variation on the old Marilyn Monroe tease-line."But -- you're not wearing any underwear, right?" I said."What? Well, of course I'm wearing underwear!" Oh. So -- why did you bring this up?" I asked."I didn't bring it up. I asked you what you were wearing," she said. "But you never did tell. Already hard and as I parked, I noticed what appeared to be a woman in a van next to me. She was definitely looking at me…I figured that she was one of the models who fingered themselves while men jacked off. Nevertheless, she started her van and so I started my car and began following her down the road.At one point, she pulled into the parking lot of an abandoned gas station and I pulled in behind her. I got out of my car and approached her driver’s window…still thinking, at this point, that. “Explain.” I said in my usual asshole tone from when I was an adult.He turned towards me. He walked over to me.“She exists both in time and out of time.” He said.“What does that mean?” Danielle asked.“It means,” Guri said turning towards her. “You shouldn’t exist.” He said.“What? Why?” She asked.He prompted her to open her mouth and he looked in her mouth.“Oh that is nasty, gargle after doing that with a guy.” He said with a sarcastic tone.He continued looking down her throat, then moved to her. She took a deep breath, accompanied by a couple of small sobs. She took the phone.“I hope everything works out for you. I'm sorry about the situation you’re in." I said in a reassuring tone.She sniffled again and looked up at me and for the first time I saw all of her face. It then hit me like a ton of bricks. This was Ariana Grande. I knew that from the posters on my son's bedroom wall. She smiled. "No, thank you for being a sweetheart. Most people would have just bailed on something like.