With French. And a little more coffee."She folded her menu. She gave it to the waiter. The waiter pivoted. "And what would you like sir."Brian answere...d that he would like to have what the woman ordered."Simpler." A flicker of a smile on Simone's face. The waiter went away.Brian gazed at Simone's jacket. He counted shiny darkness and counted shiny steel. This woman programmed ATM switches by day; she also went to dinner in studded leather. And her skin was like snow. Like a logo of innocence.. She used the water of the power shower to wash the x-rated jackson pollock away down the drain and finished washing herself, feeling human. Feeling herself. She stepped from the shower and dried herself off, humming softly before pulling on her dry, softened clothes and again wrapping her hair up in the towel.She walked through to her bedroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She smirked some and posed, pushing her chest forward, arching her back to present her ass. She winked at herself and. I promise to keep it closed from now on. No big deal.” I nodded. She went back to reading her paper.I went up to take a shower. I jerked off in the shower. In these weeks, Lakshmi behaved the same toward me as she always had. Neither of us told Malini what had happened.One morning when I came back from my run, I headed up the stairs. We had been very careful no to cross paths since the incident but for some reason I met Lakshmi coming from the shower. She was wrapped in a robe that showed her. Then I met her. We'll call her Nicole. She and I took to each other immediately. She was a free spirit who regularly wore dresses andskirts. She had an immense collection. We quickly became friends, andalmost immediately, I told her about my (as I was calling it then)problem. To my shock, not only was she not surprised, but she told methat she had previously dated a guy that was the same way. I asked herto marry me on the spot. She refused. She had to get to know me a bitfirst, she said.We were.