Finally she took my glass, and set itwith hers on the coffee table. She took my face in her hands, and kissedme. She then sat back, looked at me for a... minute, and kissed me again.This time, a long, deep kiss. When she broke this kiss, she said, in avery sultry voice, "Would you like some dessert?"I sat there, looked at her, and said, "If dinner was any indication ithas to be delicious." It could be. It's me." You?" I want you to make love to me for dessert." You sure? We've only known each. I had never thought of myself as being that focused. “Well, what do you want? Maybe I can help you get there,” I finally said.“I want to be a good daughter and a good friend and a good cheerleader and a good volleyball player and a good student and a good girlfriend.”“That’s a lot to be good at. What do you want to be great at?”The question brought her up short. She started to speak and then stopped. She rested her head on my shoulder for a minute and then looked up again. “I don’t know, but I. Maybe then they would attack us.Okay, I figured that this was my job. It was too chancy to stick a neophyte with the job. I made sure that the replicator was going to supply hog-loads as my resupply of ammunition. I set the fire selector to semi-automatic and walked toward where five Tiglons were resting after taking their turns at chasing the Zebra. I stopped at about 50 yards and took aim at the largest male Tiglon.I fired one shot and waited to see what would happen. Six drones were devoting. When we go and screw around it's all behind closed doors. No one gets caught with their pants down."I laid there thinking that they are all wrong about John; he would never screw around on me.I heard Peter say to Shirley, "I'll be going out for a week starting in the morning. I'll leave you F.F. and I expect to find you that way when I return."I thought, "how sweet, he says the same thing to Shirley that John says to me. He wants her to be feeling fine when he gets back."Then Shirley said "Oh.