I don't know how you've done it, but that's a fact I can't deny. It's... it's happened so quickly, that's all. But I want to be with you!"Stan's more ...cautious nature reasserted itself."I want that too, Anne. But let's take things as they come, for now, and not say things we might regret later. I think we'll scandalize people at as it is, so let's slow down. We have a lot to discover about each other."Stan decided some levity would be a good idea, so he added, "Besides, one thing you'll learn. I do not recall all the names or faces. I stopped consuming much alcohol because I did not want my pleasure dulled by its effects. But, it was fun. I liked the San Souci. It was on Mockingbird in Dallas. No one actually played there. It was a only place to meet new folks, to make new connections, hookups as they are called today. Because there was no open sex, Dallas PD Vice pretty much ignored it. The big, blue-haired Baptist church ladies might not like the reason why people went there, but. There's a slight breeze on my warm wet lips and the sun is reaching up my skirt. The couple wander past me and I hear them leaving up the stairs.This beach is private af down a cliff and I start to fantasise about the guy coming over and slipping his hand up my skirt to find how slippery my tight little hole is. I'm pressing my hipbones into the sand and enjoying my little daydream when I hear splashing around.Immediately I realise who is in the water that also that he can see up my skirt. Do I. Boy meets girl, sparks light up, the two begin to have bittersweet feelings for each other, situations happen that make them come closer, and finally, the kiss, the hugs, holding hands ... something innocent and beautiful. Finally, after months, or years, of dating, the consummation of all feelings, a sex full of love and passion.Having these kinds of feelings and thoughts completely negates his supposed psychopathy, though he himself does not realize it.Closing the notebook tightly, his eyes.