Seeing me as she enters the cafe, the way I carefully gaze at her over the top of my paper, never smiling, yet fully acknowledging that I know what yo...u want—we both think about each other.Fantasize, I should say.Because she can see it in my eyes. She can see that I think about her when I come, and this is what makes her dress a little better, and walk a little straighter. The thought of me jerking off to an image of her is what makes Tammy touch myself late at night.That game blends to an. Our ‘wedding’ was not as grand as Lady Chatterton’s. We did indeed have a ceremony of sorts. Mistress Pickles solemnised our union with a blessing that made tears run again down my cheeks. At her speech’s conclusion, Maria lifted my veil and, before all, kissed me most passionately. Loud applause greeted this. There was music and dancing thereafter. A magnificent feast was provided but whereas Lady C’s evening had been a Sapphic indulgence, ours was a celebration of love and friendship. The. With this machine, you can create a certain nexus from the infinite possibilities in time and space!” Wow! She actually remembered all that. Not that she understood any of that. Oh, well, time to start punching buttons. She was so happy about getting her way - Finally! About time! - she sang: “Oh, yes, I think that’s it! This world for you and me!”“For you and whom, pray tell?”“For Tenchi and me, of course! What do you think-- Huh!?” There behind her stood the galaxy police, Kiyone, her ditz of. "Oh..." Mark replied, getting that big grin on his face and headingtoward the same area Tom and Sara had decided to occupy. I grabbed hisarm and started leading him toward the front of the theatre."We ARE going to be watching the movie," I stated matter-of-factly.I took a seat about three rows back in the center of the theatre andMark took the seat right next to me. I normally liked to keep a seatbetween me and anybody I went to the movies with, but I decided to letit pass. We were technically.