Eventually he remembered something. “Listen, sister,” he said, “I forgot to ask, are you still a virgin up until this point?” “Oh yes, that�...��s right, I almost forgot,” Mary responded, “I am still a virgin despite being an unrealistically attractive 20 year old woman. Please enjoy the flow of blood from my hymen as you have the honor of taking my cherry, brother, even though someone my age would have realistically at least used a vibrator by this point.” Johnny was enjoying the feeling of the two. Really." So you keep saying," she teased."What is Erica going to think?" I told her you had a sleepover. She probably has a good idea what that means, kids are so precocious these days, but she seemed alright with it." Shit. I feel like a jerk, spoiling her Christmas with you."She hit me, her little fist landing solidly on my chest, almost making me spill my coffee. "Shut up. It's because of you that she's having a Christmas worth mentioning at all."She turned and headed downstairs, and I had. We could just talk. We don’t have to be uncivilized.”“What do you want to talk about?” she asked.“Well, you could tell me what a nice girl like you is doing in a place like this.”“I’m being raped,” she said.“Not yet, you aren’t,” he told her. “I’m not usually a rapist.”“What are you?” she asked.“I’m a journalist,” he told her. “I write for a living.”“You fight pretty well for a journalist. Is Franklin dead?”“Yes,” he told her. “He may still be breathing, but he’s dead.”“I’m going to kill you. He asked me about boyfriends, and I told him I didn't currently have one, but I had had about twentylovers, and tow of them were women. He wanted to know ALL about that, and I told him. He got very hard again,as I told all him about my nights with Lyn, in juicy detail. I asked him about his rugby mates, and got him to tell me all about their sweaty bodies in the showers together,he didn't want to, but I traded him with some of my other stories including a very horny threesome. I heard all about.