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were a fashion accessory, I really do need them.”
    I held them out to him and he put them back in place and blinked a few times.
    I looked down and raised an eyebrow.
    “You’re ... still hard?” I stammered.
    “Feels like it,” he replied walking past me and back into the living room.
    “How the hell is that possible?”
    “I don’t know. It’s how I’ve always been, I guess. Once I get aroused, if I get aroused, it hangs out for a while. Even after,” he replied as he grabbed the TV remote and turned it on.
    I looked down at myself.
    Maybe ... just maybe.
    “So what’s the longest you’ve ever had sex for then?” I asked joining him on the couch.
    “Four hours, I think,” he shrugged.
    Four...hours? Is that human?
    “And then it finally died?” I asked curiously.
    “No, she couldn’t take any more and asked me to stop,” he replied, smiling at me.
    I looked down at the tent he was pitching in his jeans. What the hell did he have in there that could possibly go for four hours?
    “What uh ... what’s it gonna take for that to go away?” I asked.
    “Hm?”
    He was distracted by a horror movie that had just started.
    “Your hard dick. What’s it take for that to go down?”
    “This is a great movie, have you ever seen it? It’s super gory,” he replied raising the volume.
    “SIMON!” I shouted.
    “What?” he asked, not tearing his eyes from the screen.
    “Didn’t you hear my question?” I asked in frustration.
    “Yes. I did. Not thinking about it or climaxing is the only way to get it to go down,” he answered, raising the volume again.
    I was staring at his pants like someone had laid out a gourmet meal in front of me and I was holding myself back from tasting any of it. I knew I wouldn’t do it unless he invited me to, but I ... couldn’t stop staring.
    Simon glanced over at me and chuckled.
    “What’s the matter, mate ?” he asked, emphasizing the last word.
    “Huh?” I asked looking up at him.
    “Watch this with me,” he said, putting an arm around me and pulling me close to him.
    I leaned my head on his arm and I tried to concentrate on the movie, but after a few sentences of dialogue, my eyes wandered back down.
    I reached down and poked it.
    Still that hard? Wow.
    “Eden, what’s your full name?” Simon asked suddenly.
    “Um, Eden Nicole Hale.”
    “Well, Eden Nicole Hale, if you don’t stop paying it so much attention, I’m going to either leave or ask you to do something we just agreed we’d give you time on,” he replied, glancing at me.
    I looked at the clock.
    It had only been seven minutes since I asked him to wait.
    “Maybe I should see if I can pick up an extra shift at work,” I said, pulling away from him and going to sit in the window.
    “So you’d be working pretty much all day then?” he asked from the couch.
    “Actually, it’s my day off. But ... I should see if I can make some extra money. Because to be honest Simon, being in the same building with you right now is getting dangerous. She’s acting up something fierce and you’re pitching a tent and with as much as I would love for them to be friends, I don’t think it’s such a good idea right now,” I rambled.
    “Who’s ‘she’?” he asked looking confused.
    I looked down and he blushed and laughed.
    “I see. Then maybe I should be the one that leaves. After all it is your apartment,” he said getting to his feet.
    “No. Stay! Enjoy the movie, I just need a distraction. Immediately,” I said, laughing uneasily as I dialed my job.
    I put the phone shakily to my ear and after the first ring, Simon took it from my hand and ended the call.
    “You’re a quiet stepper for being such a big guy,” I remarked without turning around.
    “Big?” he asked.
    “You’re tall and I can tell you’re hiding the body of a god under those clothes,” I said.
    “Hm. Possibly,” he said as he put my phone down on the window sill, and sliding an arm around me from behind. “Would you like