I heard the shower turn off and turned on the dry ice machine. In no time, the bedroom filled with soft white clouds. I tossed my shirt and jeans asid... and pulled on the silky white boxers I'd chosen for this night and then I lay back on the bed to await my angel.I heard Missy gasp when she opened the bathroom door and saw the dry ice cloud filling the hallway. She looked like an angel as she walked slowly toward me. I could see her body outlined by the kitchen light. The soft white negligee. 'You making it okay? Park in spot 19A. Toyota 4Runner to the right of that space.' The host heard nothing back. It was now 8:45 p.m. - fifteen minutes later than their apointed meeting time. Xan went ahead and put on a pair of red and white Lycra boyshorts, green fishnet thigh-high stockings, and red platform heels. He sat on the couch and waited hoping he had not been lied to.At 8:52, there was a knock. Xan abounded to life. He answered the door. He had never seen a picture of Mr. Fantastic,. "Bite you on the neck? You crazy or what."She smiled. "C'mon, Mr. Kaid. It was the greatest. I thought I would explode when you did it. I came so many times. Come on, Mr. Kaid. We do some more."I stared at the eager girl as she pressed her body to mine. She wore nothing underneath her dress. She radiated heat like a volcano. Her lust excited and aroused me. The strain of gambling on the bourse — all share trading is a gamble — and the events of last night weakened my resolve and I gave in. I. “Hey superstar, see if this makes you smile.” I shouted.I took off in the direction of the goal post, I got to top speed and jumped as high as I could, slamming the ball over the crossbar. The crowd booed in unison, the sound was deafening. I turned and pointed right at forty one, smiling and nodded. As I saw the official throw the flag, I immediately regretted what I had done. He had suckered me in, I was better than that. I picked up the ball and headed to the sidelines.I had barely arrived.