We did this for a bit, then you had to leave, make dinner for your family. I get a lot of people flirting with me in the chat rooms, so at first, you ...were just one more person doing what a lot of others try to do all the time. But somehow, you piqued my interest. The next day, we ran into each other again in another room. I remembered you immediately. Once again, the room was full of flirting, teasing, innuendos and more. We both joined in, playing around with the others. And a bit with each. John walked over to the parlor, and sat himself on the couch, his eyes found mine and he motioned that I should sit next to him. Slowly and with great effort I made myself sit next to him, trying desperately to control my breathing as my heart fluttered within my chest. As I sat down on the other end of the couch, he moved his body toward mine shuffling to get closer to me. His hand slowly stretched up and pushed a dangling piece of hair behind my ear. His hand pausing and softly crawled down. The day of the sign in, Mom decided to stay at the hotel since she would be totally bored by the official rigmarole. I had my usual issues signing in, although my name was on the list of competitors, it was only my letter by Master Shinobi that persuaded the officials that I was a legitimate competitor. The weigh in obviously was no problem for me, being that much smaller than the other competitors, though I had grown since the state tournament, so I wouldn’t have such a disadvantage this. “She talked to Mamma mostly. Tildy answered the phone. I didn’t get to do anything but say hi.”“I’d better go talk to Mamma,” he said.“But I’m horny!” she complained.“Will you still be horny after lunch, when Mamma takes her nap?” he asked.“Of course,” she said. “I’m horny all the time, since you knocked us up.”“Betty!” he moaned. “I didn’t knock you up. I made you pregnant. We made a baby together. Our love resulted in conception. I can think of a dozen ways to say it that don’t bring the.