.well, I'm not sure how to put this....Uh...Tom is a doting faithful husband and breadwinner. I have no worries in the world. But, his, uh...he's uh......well, not real attentive in the bedroom sometimes. Sometimes....he can't perform at all without a lot of help. He loves it when I tell him I've been with other men....and what I've done.”I couldn't believe she was telling me about her sex life with Tom. I've seen them together, and I know from personal conversations, that Tom absolutely is head. How am I to convince you?" he paused and pondered for a moment, "I know, come through here."He led her into the harem itself where there were quite a few women wearing only thin dressing gowns, which did not button below the collar and showed everything. Kaitlin blushed for them. Nudity was fine in private with your lover, but not in semi public like this. Then the penny dropped."Jesus, Mary and Joseph," she exclaimed, "Are all these yours? Wives and whatever." They are whatevers, all of them.. Thanks for letting me be part of your family.” Her closeness was making me extremely uncomfortable. I could smell her aroma, the fresh, clean scent of her hair, her girly perfume. She hung onto my arm. I tried to concentrate on the movie. “Mr. Myers?” “Hmmm,” I said, not daring to take my eyes off the movie. “Christie told me what men do when they get excited. Can I see? Just once.” “Absolutely not, Julie. That wouldn’t be right. You’ll find out when you’re older,” I said, trying to pull away. ” Angus was uncertain he heard correctly. “Pan? Like a frying pan?” He scratched the back of his head, a nervous habit from childhood, his shoulder length auburn hair falling lazily around his hand. This sexuality stuff was confusing nowadays even for a card-carrying millennial. “No, pansexual. It means someone who is sexually attracted to, can form romantic love toward, or develop an emotional attraction with people regardless of the other person’s sex or gender identity. Social science types.