Fine Just the Way It Is

Got a few minutes?" Then, just as if there were someone listening, he provided himself with a cover. "I want to talk to you about helping to organize the Renaissance carnival." Tom was getting into the habit of politics early. "Oh, sure." Annie followed him easily into the student union building and down the stain to the basement, where the offices of the college paper were located. There was no one downstairs at this hour, and Annie knew exactly what was on Tom's mind. That was fine with her. Though she loved Tate very much and enjoyed all the wonderful sex they had together, Annie could not bring herself to shut herself off to other men at such a tender age. She had started screwing when she was fourteen and, as far as Annie was concerned, she was just now whetting her appetite. She liked to screw men she liked. Though she quite honestly could not see where that would hurt her relationship with Tate, she suspected that Tate would not approve. So she did not tell him. Things worked fine the way they were. She was happy. And Tate was happy ...»