Or a woman, rather. She was far too well developed to be called a girl. Her breasts visibly strained against the blouse she wore, and her skirt couldn...'t manage to hide her long legs. Despite these obviously attractive features, Kaneki's naive, pure soul was attracted to her for an entirely different reason. Like he had so often in the past, the woman sat at her cafe table with her coffee untouched, and her nose buried in a book.For the first time in his 19 years on this planet, Kaneki was. "That is our job, Alexis Perry," said Iman. "Would you not do the same for a creature in need?"I thought for a moment at this odd statement, and then said, "Yes, I would."Rashad smiled and left the room, leaving the clothes on my bed. Iman helped me dress, as my body was still quite stiff and sore. The cloth felt light and airy, it was silvery, and shimmered in the light as I moved. I slipped on what appeared to be a top, bra, underwear, and pants. Iman then took her fingers, or what looked. Frenchie started to follow, but stopped as Rizzo moved in front of her.“I think it’ll be better if Sandy and I work this out alone,” Rizzo said quietly, “you understand, don’t you?”Frenchie nodded her head, she understood all too well.“Tell Sandy I’ll see her later,” the redhead said as she turned away from the front door of Rizzo’s house and began to walk down the street.Rizzo watched her until she was halfway down the block before closing the door. The smile on her face was broader then. This was a completely different scenario, and he had no idea how to proceed.Analytical thinking and tactical planning skills were some of the things that had earned him career success, and he brought them to bear on the sex partner problem.Since the divorce, he had been spending considerably more time at work. Lee consumed some of the remaining time, but they only spent their time together on sex. They did not 'date' in the sense of going places. Thus, it was surprising how much time was.