The furniture and fittings, while not new, were well cared for and neat. I sat on the sofa opposite Alex. She sat back in her chair, crossing her legs... at her ankles. We discussed trivialities before she showed me over the house. The room she was offering was enormous with large windows and plenty of closet space, directly opposite the door was a bathroom with shower, which I would have to share with Alex's 19-year-old daughter, Sarah, who was away in college. In addition, I would have the run. Don't you dare." I'm serious. I really want to try this. I trust you, please. I promise, if I hate it at any point, I'll tell you, and we'll stop immediately."And I was persuaded.We started her sex therapy.She came over to have sex with me often, whenever she felt unwanted, or hated by people.Since it seemed to help her, I was happy to do so. Well, that and the fact that I'm still a man.But did I tell you about her experimental and adventurous side?She wanted to try new things, as was usual in. I’m covering both of you as TA since she’s not going to be here enough to have a TA devoted to her. I figured it would be easiest to just have her share my desk when she needed to come in. I was sure you wouldn’t mind. I’m going to introduce her to her first class this morning instead of you, but I’ll be with you the rest of the time for warmups before class. Is that okay?”“Yes, Linda. Definitely. Abby, welcome to PCAD. I had no idea. Which classes are you covering?”“Contemporary dramatic. “Sorry about that,” she said. “We were right in the middle of the conversation.”“I know. We can talk Friday. I want to make sure we’re on the same page, or at least very close, before next weekend.”“A point of no return?” she asked.“No, but something that will change the character of the relationship and make it way more serious.”“The same ‘playing’ versus ‘making love’ issue?”I nodded, “I just want to do my best to make sure neither of us gets hurt.”Nancy smiled, “I understand. Let’s talk.