She was an intellectual working on her Ph. It was all blown when she pointed out the handcuffs hanging from the radiator. XXX I tried to play it right by waiting a couple of days before setting another date. Megan tentatively accepted the invitation, not knowing if I was all I seemed to be. With an IQ over 150, Megan seemed untouchable. She was doing the best she could in an over-price flat in a not-so-great area of her city. We had a really nice time talking about ourselves – who we were, who we wanted to be. I had removed the stuffed bear the day before, but had forgotten about the handcuffs… DRUGS!!!
