'This is so not good for my back,' she thought. She felt a slap on her ass, and noticed that Shane was looking at her expectantly. This was another moment where she would be blushing if she could. Her jaw started moving but sound was strangely absent. He raised his hand again --

"Women," she whispered heatedly. "I want to be with . . . dominated by a woman. Or multiple women. Multiple people, public places." Then the flood came. Acknowledging the path of being a sexual being had been hard. That night, she had taken the first step down the path. Now, she was drawing Shane a topographical map....