I admit it—I’m twisted, I’m warped. That kind of thing is important to me. It speaks to me of trust and love and deep devotion. She claimed she ...couldn’t give that to me because it didn’t speak to her in the same way it did to me. Fine. I could respect that if it were true. But since that time she pushed my hand away, her claim that she couldn’t give that kind of love to me was starting to seem more like she wouldn’t give it. It felt like a choice she made, maybe not consciously, but a choice. “Since I was a little bitty baby,” she said. “Have you seen a doctor?” I said. “It’s my clitoris, Lance,” Carlotta said. “I don’t need a doctor. Surely you know that all women have them,” “Don’t call me Shirley,” I said. “Damn you and your movies,” Carlotta said. “What have movies got to do with this?” I said. “Goddamn it Lance,” she said. “I’m looking for a man who can find this nubbin, this pearl, this little man in a boat.” She pointed to the item she was referring to once again. “That’s. She didn't tell me the name of the guy but I suspected it was the little sneaky-looking prick that goosed any of the girls that came within his reach. He knew better than to try it with me because I didn't put up with that macho shit no-how, no-way. I had a soft spot in my heart for Trixie but I guess I was a bit of a hypocrite as well because I was truly addicted to her long and skillful tongue.My Sunday was ruined but I decided to move on and invited a new girl at the club over for some wine. So he went to get her up. Leslie woke up right away. She was immediately chipper, as always. Like Jake, she was a morning person. Jake yakked with her while she brushed her teeth. Jake politely turned around while she dressed.“I love this body. I’m going to take much better care of it than my last one. I wonder what I’ll look like when I grow up. I don’t have a single picture of my biological mother, so I don’t have a clue,” she said.“We need to get personal things for you from the Solomons..