My face was burning up as I came back to earth and I looked down at my abused friend with a wide smile on her face. She sat back and rubbed between my shaky legs. I was trying to catch my breath, and I realized with a great deal of embarrassment that my display of raw release was broadcast over the air waves to a man I didn't really know.

"Oh shit, Michael," I managed between panting breaths, "I'm sorry about that. I got a little carried away there."

"Oh my god Grace," is all he said at first, making me wonder for a second if that was too much....