The morning saw us taking a train to the Gardens, catching the 1100 guided tour and sitting for a bit watching the ducks in the pond. We had tea and s...ome sandwiches, walked a bit more, and decided to look at ACCA, the Australian Centre for Contemporary Arts. They had an exhibit of work by a Belgian woman, Berlinde De Bruyckere. Her work was very striking, made up of wood, wool, skin, and wax. Neither of us liked it very much, but it was very dramatic. We walked a bit more and then took the. " I know mother. You keep reminding me of that, but she just doesn't do it for me." What's that supposed to mean? She's very pretty and smart and comes from a good family. I don't see..." That's right mom. You don't see--at least not with a man's eyes. Jessica is pretty and smart as you say, but she doesn't have the equipment I look for in a woman." And what kind of equipment is that?" I could see the determined look on her face. When she gets like this, there's no stopping her. I really put my. .. break up with him, I guess.”“You’d break up with a guy just because he’s ... small?”“I didn’t say that. I just meant it’s an option.”Michael treated me wonderfully. He picked me up and drove me to school and took me home before he went to football practice. He introduced me to all his friends and always took me out on the weekends. It made me feel guilty to even consider breaking up with him because he had a small penis.“It would be different if he was cheating on me or somehow treating me. At this point I could still have carried on walking and gone home but I looked round to see if I could see anyone I knew if I had I would have carried on but no one was in sight and I just looked at him and said "ok" he smiled and said "come baby girl" and walked into the office I followed and he took my hand and walked past the pool table to a door at the back which he opened and led me into a narrow dark passage, at this point I became scared and thought what the fuck am I doing I turned.