Paul shrugged, and then nodded. Sally would chide him, too, when he took things too seriously. Paul had more apologizing to do, so he plunged in to ge... it over with. ‘Glenda, I invited you without thinking about how it might effect your …’ Paul searched for the right word, ‘current relationships.’ Glenda smiled laughingly and shook her head. ‘None to worry about’ she answered. ‘See?’ as she held up her ring-less left hand in proof. ‘I would have said something when you asked me a few weeks ago,. The object was small and cylindrical with a tab on its top that reminded her of the pin of a grenade. Oh gods, was he going to blow up the phone booth with her inside it?!“PLEASE please please, don’t do this! I didn’t do nothing to ‘ya, please don’t pull the pin.”The figure, silent as always, leaned down and unceremoniously pulled the pin. Joyce backed into the far corner of the booth and into a fetal position. The figure stepped backwards and back into the rainy darkness outside. Joyce. .. the ones on my face… and I taste ‘you’ for the first time. Yes… it is you. No one else (even with my lack of comparables) tastes and smells that combination… tobacco and midnight teakwood. Everything about this fucking is fucking aggressive… nothing gentle about the kiss… my lips are bruised, I am aching and hurting all over but with the knowledge that I am safe in your arms I want more. I feel the muscles inside me tightening… both yours and mine. I squeeze as hard as I can, trying to hold. And then... Well, it wasn't exactly rape. I guess I sort of allowed what happened next." Megan and silent for a long moment and then sobbed once, and then again. The long-buried memories had unexpected power."Megan, please forgive me. I shouldn't have pried." No Alvaro, I'm actually glad you asked me. I want to confess a flaw within my character. After having sex with me, he saw the blood on my thighs and the way I was clutching myself. He realized he had broken a virgin, and... and he offered.