. uh... are you saying," asked Darren, "that those charges you have set on the stage could blow my cock off? Because I'm not really sure I'm down with... that, you know?" There's no shrapnel in my charges," Dave responded. "And they're shaped to produce noise and flash instead of bodily damage, but you lose respect for them, you treat them the wrong way, you bet your ass they'll blow your cock off. Remember that safety margin I told you about?" Yeah," Jake said. "We've been rehearsing our way. Aphrodite, the goddess of love, wouldve been jealous of her appearance, for she could seduce any, including me. Whoever said love was blind, will begin to question their belief, with a moments sight. All men have their price, This is my dance with the devil, and where my story begins School finished and my routine journey home began, though something would be different, for better or worse. The pale skies filled with blackened clouds, like tears waiting for fall, the horizon appeared darkening.. No, thank you, I'm OK," Jill answered unconvincingly. She splashed cold water on her face and touched up her hair and makeup as best she could. She had trouble focusing on the mirror image. The room seemed smokey; there was a haze around the lights. Her tongue felt thick and she had a curious and unpleasant taste in her mouth. With an enormous effort of will, she drew a deep breath, smoothed her dress and walked out of the ladies' room, determined to make each careful step purposeful and. He caused a stirring deep inside my belly which had nothing to do with what he was saying but had everything to do with the tone of his voice. A new experience for me. I certainly wasn't going to get my hopes up, based on his voice, but I did hope that when we did meet, we would both feel the magic. I smile, can't help myself. I am almost certain my inner, private thoughts are coming through loud and clear in that smile. We sit for several seconds not saying a word, each of us lost in our own.