You were sleeping and I didn’t want to wake you and I figured that I may as well get this out of the way.’ ‘I promised I wouldn’t leave you Br...ee. I meant it.’ Angie backed off, her robe falling open. ‘Now that’s the way I like to be greeted at the door,’ Vic said, looking her up and down. Angie blushed slightly at the comment, but didn’t close her robe. ‘Let me brush my teeth,’ she said, turning toward the bathroom, ‘I want a good morning kiss without the morning breath.’ As she returned she. ..no, of course not. I was just trying to be nice." I said, "Well, okay. I guess you're telling the truth" even though we both knew he was lying. Then the man asked if he could come in. I must admit I was tempted, but I told him that I was expecting company. At that moment, a boy walked up and said that he was invited for dinner. The man from the electric company gave me an impish smirk as I allowed the high school boy to enter the trailer. I blushed as I tried to explain to the man, "This. They had enquired as to whether I would be up for joining them in a three some, with some bi contact thrown in. My initial reaction was of course shock and horror. I had always known John (the names have been changed to protect the not so innocent!!) had a slight bi curiosity, not that it bothered me, each to his own I say. But after taking time to think/fantasize about what it would be like, I came to feel that, it could, in fact be the ultimate, in sexual experiences!! It never actually. But my concentration was impaired, partly because the medical manuscripts in my inbox were incomprehensible and the high-finance documents boring, and partly thanks to Mandy and her damned films.One-dimensional. Participants in pornography are one-dimensional. They’re nothing but the activities of their bodies, the doing and the done-to. Beyond their sexual virtuosity they have no character. This was the speck of grit I’d been trying to rub from my eye since leaving the little cinema: Part Two.