Most of them

You wait quietly. How many people are going to be willing to help you? You sit in silence, confused and wondering.

"Maitri is going to pick you up soon." Irina says. Your heart stops beating.

"M-Maitri?" You remember your ex-girlfriend. She broke up with you for reasons you don't fully understand. While you remember her gorgeous face, smile, and beautiful brown skin, you also remember the feelings you used to have for her. How you spent months depressed, feeling alone and unloveable. Were you ready to see her again like this? Could you withstand another heartbreak so soon? Did you have a choice?

"A lot of them answered positively when we explained the situation. There's an app that will help organize them for when they have work, or other plans. It also takes into account what sex acts they're most comfortable with."

Irina gives you your phone. You see that almost everyone has signed up. You also notice that their boundaries are listed out within the schedule. You're shocked to see how far your friends are willing to go for you, listing their limit as FULL SEX W/OUT CONDOM. Others are willing to give you MANUAL EXTRACTION only, but you appreciate it all the same.

"Good luck." Irina says.

"You're gonna get through this" Luciana says.

_"here" _you see on your phone. Maitri was faster than you thought. Luciana pushes you and your wheelchair downstairs.

"Wait! I haven't seen her in so long, I need to fix my hair, take a shower, get dressed."

"It doesn't matter." Luciana says. "She's not going to leave without you if you smell bad, or you have a bad tattoo."

Before you can respond, you see her in the lobby. She looks fantastic, wearing a classy outfit and makeup. She curled her straight black hair. Your eyes meet, and you can see a look of worry.

"Are you okay?" she says, hurrying over to you. She gives you a hug and kisses you on the cheek. Her scent is perfection.

"I'm okay" you say.

"It's been so long. Let's do something special tonight, while I have you." She grabs your wheelchair and pushes you out to her car.

You used to dream about getting back together with her. You would date again and everything would go back to normal. The problems would just be worked out, or disappear. But under her happy, caring exterior you can sense her pity.

"I'm thinking we can watch a movie and order food. We can catch up." Maitri says.

"That sounds great" you say. You try to fake happiness and excitement, but your tone is still cold.

As you climb into the backseat, she says something that blows your mind.

"So the Doctor recommended using many forms of 'release'. I'll let you know that I'm on birth control. What form of 'release' would you want to do next?"