That’s that and I told him that I’ll pick him up in the evening.Later that day we talked about what he saw and his future plans and other stuff, n...ormal to others but new to me after a yearlong of isolation. Not really isolation but one can run out of things to talk about when there’s only two of you, maybe that’s why people prefer kids. Maybe.After getting home, I went to shower and I heard a knock on the door, not the bedroom door but the bathroom one.I was scared at first, used to being alone. “This is nuts,” I said. I had to take another drink. “You keep changing the subject. First it’s a man, then it’s a button, now it’s a nut. Which is what I’m beginning to think you are.” “I don’t mean to be obscure,” Carlotta said. “I’m talking about my spark plug. You must have heard of what I’m referring to?” “I don’t think so, lady,” I said. I rolled my eyes and took another drink. A big drink. “Now it’s internal combustion engines, I’m getting a headache.” “I’ve got to find a man who can. .." Oh, of course, Linda," Larry said, as he walked out of his study and discreetly closed the door behind him.Lindiwe composed herself. At least she was wearing a relatively smart blouse and had brushed her hair. She'd even had a shower, even though modern technology hadn't yet advanced to the extent that she could be smelt as well as seen. On the other hand, Lindiwe wanted to remove every last trace of Larry's body odours before she got dressed again. He was a gentler lover than most, but. Not a hair out of place and crisp looking clothing. Hey honey I said . She smile and said hello. I asked if she was OK? She said I'm fine. I asked if it happened? She dropped her purse on the coffee table and sat down on the couch. She crossed her legs and leaned back. I was dying to know. She said yes he fist fucked me. I didn't take me eyes off her as I made my way to my recliner. I sat down and asked if wanted to tell me about it. Her crossed leg started moving up and down then she said I.