When he was satisfied I asked. "How long will I be stuck in here?"He smiled an indulgent smile and said, "You suffered a kill shot to the head. We nee...d to be absolutely certain that there are no serious aftershocks coming, before I even think of releasing you, but I understand where you're coming from."There are some very serious gentlemen from the Federal Government outside dying for to tell them that you are up to being questioned. You are fragile from the shock of the impact, and brutal. " And then she was gone.Did I say something about things being surreal? Well, I should have. But, at least Darla didn't pretend to be something she wasn't. I wished her well. And, and in some vague way, I felt relieved. She and I should never even have dated, so I guess I came out ahead in the long run anyway.I'd only been on the job for eight months; but now it, the job, became my surrogate woman. It wasn't that I was down on myself when it came to my lack of success with women. Hell, I was. I withdrew from her and moved to lie next to her.“What are you doing!?” Tasha was pissed.“You told me to fuck you. If I have learned anything in the past week and a half, it’s the difference between sex and love. Sex is fucking. It doesn’t mean anything and the only person it hurts are the people doing it.”“It hurts them?” Tasha wiped her eyes.“Yes, because they could be sharing a wonderful gift between them and they would rather just bang away with the goal of only satisfying themselves.”“You. Very slowly his hand slowly moved up my thigh toward my crotch. Despite my fear, by that time I had a raging erection. My chest was tight, I was having trouble breathing. I was scared and excited both at the same time. As his hand moved on up my thigh I knew this was really happening. I was sure that everyone in the theater must be watching and knew exactly what was going on. Then he suddenly removed his hand and just sat there. At first I thought I’d done something wrong. But I hadn’t done.