The fact my time was limited seemed to make everything we did together move at a faster rate. I even did something I never do, I attended his church a...nd even met his sister. Talk about strange! I think the last church I was in was when my grandparents insisted I be baptized and my folks agreed after, apparently, much discussion. As my mom explained it, it was going to be the only way for me to have any relationship with my grandparents.I was totally honest with him, how my time in his town was. I then walked around to each of the men serving them snacks, and drinks as they desired. The race went on for a good while before my hero Tony Stewart started being his ole rude self. This time it was Tony Stewart vs. Jeff Gordon. Three laps to go. Jeff taught he could teach Tony a lesson, and instead got his ass handed to him. Jeff spins out of control, and his car flips over the inside wall, and into pit lane. His car crashes down the row, taking out drivers, and pit crews alike. Even a. "Hey, can you put some music on?"Looking through the viewfinder to check the light level one last time, I step back and nod, then reach over to the laptop to start the playlist, leading of with Tuatara's "Dark State Of Mind." Oooh," you exclaim, "that's nice. Sexy. I'll be out in a minute."It's actually more like ten, but when you emerge I don't care. The silk kimono comes down only to mid-thigh, your bare legs a tease of what it covers. You've pinned your hair up tightly, a different look than. You look around, trying to find the source of your sudden breathlessness. Your body has reacted to my presence, my calling. Your heart responds to me, our pulses synchronizing, beating in time with the beat of the music that moves you. I order a glass of wine and press a $20 bill in the waitress' hand, with instructions to bring you to me when your set is done.You feel me watching you long before you see me. You look around, trying to find the source of your sudden breathlessness. Your body has.