So there are heroes and there are villains, each fighting for what they believe or desire with all of their might. Locked in an eternal struggle of go...od and evil, right and wrong, light and dark and general niceness and all around asshole-ness, the heroes and villains of the world live their lives the way they believe they must. And, in this battle of good versus evil, you fall on the side of evil...technically.You're a villain, a bad guy according to society (though maybe you don't think. "Then what happened?" Then I went out, got Allison, helped her pack, and we came home." Abigail heard a muffled voice. "No, I got it, Allie," Jack said away from the phone. "Ouch! Hey ... Fine..." Abigail smiled as Allison's voice came on the line."He's glossing over things, Abbie. You should have seen him. He was brilliant! We were at the table eating dinner and Jack knocked his tune on the door. I knew who it was—Mom, too—but Dad didn't have a clue. Next thing I know, they stop in the. Give me my old jeans, bomber jacket and trainers and I’m happy as Larry. But I always do go to ‘work’ in a suit, a matter of pride and principle I suppose. And I find people don’t get the jitters about you. Anyway, like I was saying, this bloke was dressed really weird – I mean, who wears chalk-stripe suits and paisley ties these days? But there was something strange too about the train as it squealed to a halt at the platform. It looked kind of ancient, old carriages from a long ago. I knew. I don’t know what to do or how to react to you,” she continued. “Baby, if you dreamed it, just do what you did in your dreams because that is what you really want. I have never made love to a girl who had what you have between your legs, either, but I’ll bet I won’t have any trouble enjoying what you do have! You see, it will be all new for us both, so don’t feel insecure,” I assured her, “we will, basically, get each other’s cherry. Now isn’t that a hoot? Believe me or not, I have considered.