She got his jacket for him and he bid me a goodnight. She walked him to the door and told me that she was going to say goodnight to him. I smiled at h...er and told her that I was going to get into bed. The outside porch light switch is just inside our front door and I was just about to head upstairs to our bedroom when I saw the front door open a little and her hand reach in to turn the porch light off. I smiled to myself thinking that she had turned the light off in case any neighbors or. All she could manage as a toast was “Cheers.” She dressed while he was in the shower, reapplied her makeup and brushed her hair into some semblance of style that did not signal bedhead. She poured herself another glass of champagne as she waited for Jack and looked out the window at the velvety night sky punctuated with bright stars. When she turned around she noticed the money on the desk, but did not touch it. Jack came back and put clean clothes on. “Ready?” he asked. “What kind of food do. .and a closed door. He turned back to the woman, and moved towards her."Damn, you are amazing." he muttered as he pulled in closer to her...looking down on her from above, now on the bed,.... "I just want to touchyou" and he placed his hand on her behind... but stopped, suddenly. Whatthe hell was going on? He felt frozen in place... he couldn't move. Thiswas too weird. He took the helmet off... or tried to, in the realworld... but found he couldn't.He heard a noise coming from the doorway. “Remember when I said make me your slut when we were fucking.” “Yes,” I answered, loving how her blue eyes looked into mine. I pushed her long blonde hair away from her face thinking how beautiful she looked in the dim light. “I want you to know I’m not a slut. I just love to fuck like one, but I don’t give myself to every guy who wants me. I like to flirt and tease but I am very particular. No one gets me unless I like the guy. Like I said, I’m always in control.” “Well, thank you for saying.