" No." I answered quickly."Good. It was just like tea and music. Before I had liked women, but nowI was only attracted to men. And I felt a strong con...nection to Peter.That was his name. Peter." So what happened. Do you still see him?" No. He is gone." She paused and sipped at her drink. "In the beginningof this year, he started to be weird. A little flighty and he would takehours to return phone calls or texts. Sometimes he would not at all. Iknew that this was a sign that something had. But I wasn't nearly finished, I wanted to get her to do the sluttiest nastiest poses possible. I pulled my cock out reluctantly. She gasped when I did. Neither of us said anything about the few minutes of fucking we just did.'OK Mom, I have another sexy idea, can you hold the same pose, but this time make faces like you are ... ehhhh... taking my cock.. ehhhh...up your arse.... that would be soooo sexy. Like a proper sexy photo set.''OH God, I'm not sure... I have never done that before' she. And I could see the tendon in his left forefinger tighten and turn white as he applied more and more pressure to the trigger mechanism behind it.He was going to pull the trigger and I couldn't think of a thing to do that would stop him or the bullet that was shortly going to be coming at me.A single thought burst out across my mind.I was off the path again. For years I'd thought I was doing pretty well, only to discover that I'd fucked it all up, and hadn't even been aware I was doing it.Done. Michael's skin color could best be described as matching my coffee, on the few occasions I drank coffee – lots of milk and sugar with a touch of coffee for flavor."What then?" Michael asked rhetorically. "I don't give a rat's ass what people say. I am falling for you and I don't care who knows." It isn't that simple and you know it," I insisted. "People WILL talk." Fuck 'em!" Michael answered."That wasn't the idea for this afternoon," I said. "I wanted you to do that to me, not everyone else.".