“Jade? Who’s Jade?”I frowned at looked at Jade again. She turned her head and met my eyes with her own. Hers were as lifeless as could be, given... that she still stood up and moved. “I don’t understand. Why help him?”“You haven’t figured it out, have you?” Walker asked with all the disappointment of a father learning that his son was not going to follow in his footsteps.I didn’t understand his reaction or why it had anything to do with Jade’s choice to help him rather than me. Granted, I should. But, Doctor Montrose said you maybe could, so here I am.”“And what do you see as your most difficult problem?” he said.“The true fact that no woman will want me now that I’m only half of what I once was, which wasn’t much even before . . . well, before,” I said. He nodded.“Before you lost your legs saving an entire family as I understand it,” he said.“I guess,” I said. The man nodded.We talked for a little over an hour straight, I didn’t even get the usually mandated bottle of water. I did open. “I suppose I am. Do you mind?”“No, no, I don’t,” I giggled, “I was hoping you would.”“Really?”“Though why you should is beyond me. You must meet lots of girls what is better looking than me and single.”“Yes, but you have something they don’t, you’re sexy.”It was the first time anybody had ever said that about me and I was shocked. Sexy was tarts that wandered about with their tits out and skirts so short they were showing their pants, and I weren’t nothing like that, so I didn’t understand what. Father Springer cleared his Friday evening schedule. He wanted no interruptions when he met with Miriam.Arriving promptly at 8 PM, a very nervous Miriam, was ushered by Father Springer into his office. The kindly priest soon put Miriam at ease. He asked her to once again describe her actions while masturbating to porn. Miriam was strangely at ease in describing accessing porn on her laptop and how she would use her fingers to masturbate and achieve orgasm.“Perhaps you should demonstrate for.