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over?”
    “You can’t just come over and fuck me, you know.”
    “Sure I can,” I say, then hang up.  
    I turn off my cell, toss it onto the seat beside me, and drive to Cooper’s, alone with my thoughts. No radio, no calls. I don’t want to speak with anyone, except Richard.  
    I need to hear myself think. I don’t want Cooper to call and ask questions I can’t answer, or am not ready to. I don’t want Leigh or Jenny enticing me back. I’ve been gone for 20 minutes, yet after my fill of two women I’m still hungry for Cooper.
    What has Richard done?
    Cooper lives about an hour from Leigh’s. My heart swells as I turn into Cooper’s place and so many memories hit me at once: the first time I gave my body to another, the first time I stared at blue sky to dream, the first time I considered leaving town and never coming back, the first time I felt true freedom from my parents, knowing I was in a place where they wouldn’t find me, doing things they wouldn’t want me to do: swallowing cum, taking loads on the face, and taking a dick in my very young asshole.
    I knock, but his door isn’t locked. Like old times I let myself in. Cooper is sprawled in a large, leather lounge chair. He looks up as I open the door.  
    “What took you so long?”  
    “I had to drive.”  
    He smiles. “I’ve missed you, Liza. I never thought I’d hear from you again.”
    Cooper wants to talk, but I want to fuck.  
    I coo, “Where do you want me?”
    “I don’t,” Cooper shakes his head.
    It hurts more than I’ll admit.
    “Ouch.”  
    “I don’t mean it like that,” he smiles. “I just mean, it’s been a long time, and I don’t want to just jump into fucking. I want to talk first. I meant it when I said that I miss you.”
    I didn’t miss Cooper. Not like that. I missed some of the ways he made me feel. But I’ve outgrown him. In many ways, I think I outgrew him before we finished dating, not that dating was ever really what we did.
    I say, “I’ve missed you, too,” but hate the lie as it leaves me.
    “So, can we talk? You know, catch up?”
    “Of course,” I say. I’m still horny, so he can’t get away that easy. “But first, tell me how you’ll fuck me. And where.”
    Cooper smiles, liking this game.  
    He raises his eyebrows and looks at the ceiling, appearing to think. After a moment he looks back. “I’d like to fuck you in the sunroom. It’s nice out there.”
    “Where we used to eat?” I ask. “Where do we fuck?”
    “On the table.” His answer is fast. It’s had thought before now. He’s taken women in places he never took me. “The wood is soft. You’ll love it.”
    “You can fuck me wherever, and however, you want. Just don’t wear those sunglasses like you used to. I hated that.”
    He looks slightly embarrassed, but says nothing. I smile, wanting him.  
    I did always hate the glasses, but couldn’t deny that Cooper was both cool — and cheesy — enough to pull it off. He’s the only guy I’ve ever had sex with who didn’t take his glasses off, and the only one to have a tan dick.
    “So, are you gonna sit?”  
    He gestures to the chair across from him.
    I walk over to the chair and sit. I’m wearing a tiny, blue skirt, dressed by Jenny before leaving. She said neither she nor Leigh ever wore it, though they bought the skirt together, and that she’d love to see me sway in blue on my way to the car.  
    The skirt was cute, and I figured Cooper would enjoy taking it off. I have no panties, and keep crossing and uncrossing my legs, hoping to speed our exchange. He does his best to ignore me.  
    “So,” I say, after minutes of small talk. “Do you have a girlfriend?” In a teasing voice I add, “Anyone special?”  
    “No, not really,” he shrugs. “I mean, yeah, plenty of girls, and some are special, but no, no one in particular. How about you, anyone special?”  
    “Yes,” I nod. “I’m getting married.”  
    Cooper looks like he’s about to fall