"He's gonna fuck your girlfriend." Oh no, Mr. Smith. She's not that kind of girl." Are you that kind of girl, Linda?" Are you asking if I've had sex b...fore?" Have you?" Only a few times with my boyfriend." Look, you have a beautiful body. I'll give you fifty dollars to show me your tits."She pushed her chest out and said, "Like that?" No, with your top off."Linda pretended to be uncertain. "Okay, for fifty dollars I can do it," and she took off her tank top."No, I mean without a bra."She stared. “Well, I, uh ... I wanted to talk to you.”“Oh?”“Yes.”Paul gestured for her to sit. She took a stool, and leaned back against the bench where people sat to drink coffee and stare out of the window.“Look, I hate to ask, but ... did you go into my office yesterday?”“Yeah,” Carlotta answered. “Is that a problem?”“Well, no, it’s just ... I just ... well, I left a little note.”“I didn’t see any notes,” she said with a smile. He really seemed to be freaked out by something.“Yes, it wasn’t really a. Her little pussy looked all wet and I asked if she'd wet herself, I felt a bit silly because she seemed to know more about things than I did!"No that's how a girl gets when she gets excited, don't you know that?" Oh yeah" I lied, "Of course I do, it's just that -- " Oh Billy" she whispered, "I thought you knew, you know, how girls do it" Well I think I do, but how do you know?" I didn't" she said honestly, "It was just that when we were watching out there, I wanted to touch my pussy and when I. Her history, and his, were facts of life and wouldn’t change just because they wished them to. Seeing Patrick Hurst had brought the insecurities she had thought long-buried roaring to the surface of her consciousness. He had treated her with a cruel disdain that was all too familiar. While she knew it was undeserved, it was hurtful nonetheless. As a child, French had wondered what was wrong with her that her father could have abandoned her. Her schoolmates were, for the most part, from intact.