Why is everyone asking me that? “I’ll survive,” Jackie shot back, clearly annoyed. Helen moved into the ambient light and sat on the edge of her bed. “Clair said you knew...”
“Knew that she was here, with you tonight? Knew she was interested? Yes, of course. I knew she had a certain... well, fascination, ever since meeting you.”
“So it’s true. You brought me here for her! For her pleasure?”
Helen couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. “Clair told you that? That I brought you here like a... a sort of s*x-toy? For her?” And without waiting for a response, continued. “That Clair. Quite the imagination, huh? Please, you have to forgive her a little. Clair has a tendency to lean heavily toward the melodramatic. Look, Jackie, I invited you here, into my home, because I like you. That’s the only re
