I walked back to my room slowly replaying what just happened over in my head, was it a mistake? Did she mean to? Or did she think I was dad? I didn’...t know what to think, but I knew what I felt. I felt an emotion I had never really had before: Lust...Although I am 19, I’ve never been interested in girls, mainly because all the girls I knew were complete morons who would flirt openly with anyone, not the type of girl I liked. I thought about sex sure, but always with some imaginary girl, someone. ‘Weel, we’ll just have to take a look at ye and see then for ourselves.’ I looked around for the other party to which he referred with his ‘we’, but he seemed to be alone. I saw then what had caused the noise when I nearly passed out, fresh firewood lay scattered all around the entryway. He must have come through the door, arms full of lumber, when he saw me going down and dropped it to catch me. ‘Thank you,’ I whispered, ‘for, for catching me I mean.’ ‘Ahh, so she does have a voice! Maybe ye. I wanted to protest, but I knew my objections would not be heard. Judy continued “I am an adult woman who can consent to whatever depraved sexual acts I want to. Everything I do is by my own free will so do not freak out. Promise me you won’t freak out or get angry with me.” I nodded with glazed eyes knowing I would not know how to deal with this. “Also, do not EVER act like you know I am doing it for money. These men want to see genuine reactions. I will not break character and you cannot. Look at yourself." She did, and looked up at him in some puzzlement. After all, she was neat and attractive. If she stood, she knew that he would see her skirt flowing across her slim but shapely hips. "You're being a wallflower again, and you're hiding your striking looks." He made his voice harsh. "Do you think that pleases me? After all, I've shared what I like. What do you need to do, girl?"For a moment, she looked stunned, and even hurt. As he had hoped, she then replayed his words in her.