You know the old saying, "A goddess on your arm, a maid around the house, a gourmet in the kitchen, and a whore in the bedroom?" That's what I got with Rebecca, just not all at the same time. Rebecca was the perfect demure girlfriend. When her other personality, Becky, took charge of her body, she became a clean freak, while Becs could cook a fabulous meal from any mix of ingredients. Becca, though, Becca was trouble, especially as she rarely stayed confined to the bedroom. On a trip back from her parents, Rebecca decided to let me watch the end of the game at the sports bar we were passing. Rebecca hated football, but there were other distractions for Becca, notably the four guys playing pool, one of whom owned a convertible and knew just the secluded spot to put Becca's exhibitionist talents and assets on show.