“I’ve never met parents before,” she says while her finger plays with my collarbone. “But I swear I’ll be on my best behavior,” she says. “I mean, I’m going to talk to Karrie, and maybe I can take a course or something of what to do and what not to do.” I laugh now and kiss her lips. “I think we should see what the omelets taste like cold.” She moves in my lap and straddles me now. Moving my shorts down, she slowly lowers herself down on me. My hands rip open the shirt she’s wearing, and I cup her tits while she rides me; the only sounds in the room are the pants coming from both of us. When she finally comes, I let go, wrapping my arms around her waist, and she buries her face in my neck. I get up and carry us both to the shower.

“I want to show you something,” she says to me while she stands next to the sink putting on cream. I’m running my hands through my hair, and a towel is wrapped around my waist. I nod at her, then slip on my boxers. She holds her hand out to me and walks me toward a door that is always closed when I am over, but I never thought anything of it. She turns the handle, and we walk into her office. It’s clean and bright and cheery, but that isn’t what I’m looking at. Instead, I’m looking at where she has her articles. “This article was the first one I published with the magazine.” She points at it and smiles. “This is the first blog post ever.” She points at it, and I look around, and I’m so proud of everything she has done.

“This is incredible,” I tell her, smiling. “But why not own it?”

“Because it’s just easier.” She shrugs. “Plus, it’s almost like a diary. And you don’t want people to actually read your diary.” She sits in the chair. “I’m sorry I never told you.”

“It was interesting to find out all that you did after we …” I tell her. “We parted ways.”

“Also, I would like to add that you can’t use anything that I say in my articles.” She points at me. “Nothing.”

“So …” I look at her. “Size doesn’t matter?”

She slaps her desk and laughs. “No, that is all true.”

“Did you really play with yourself for over ten hours?”

She nods her head. “I thought my vagina was broken. I even went to my doctor.”