. it's the Ying, isn't it? The bowl of life. That which accepts the Yon but is not conquered by it. It absorbs the Yon, and unites with it, and that i...s the source of all life." The words were coming fast now, how did he know this? Too late to stop now. "Without the bowl, the blade is worthless. Without the Yon, the Ying is empty. They are bound together forever."All was quiet now, save for the thumping of his heart. Two minutes? Three? Then a voice. "Very good. You have much to learn, but we. Victoria's cheeks were flushed crimson. James satback, his eyes half-lidded and happy."Pretty good, right?" Victoria asked, already knowing the answer."Yeahhhh..." James agreed, sinking into the warm feeling.Victoria played her fingers through James' short chest hairs. Hisfingers in turn tickled the small of her back, petting up and down.Victoria looked up at James and asked, "how old do you think I am?"James's answer was immediate. "Thirty-four," he said. He closed hismouth and looked confused. She didn’t believe me and said I was lying. I kept one hand on her head and swore that I didn’t had one.Then our talks moved to some other topic, after a while I noticed that she was moving closer to me and the topics were also kind of intimate. I understood what she wanted to show and I starting participating in the talks.Then she told me about her neighbor who got pregnant and left by her boyfriend. I felt bad for her and said that is wrong and if were there I would have never pregnate her at. Five-nine, slender, silky brunette hair, and an hourglass figure even at her then age of fourteen. She has filled out a little since those early days, but she's done so in ways that have enhanced her looks rather than the other way 'round. Then there is me: five-five; also slender back then, a bit of a paunch now but only a bit; sandy hair, somewhat thinning now; and all of my other moving parts in relatively good order. Stacy's an interior decorator for Merlyn Home Furnishings. Me, I'm an.