. Oh, never mind. I'm tired of thinking about it." "Fair enough. Come on, sit while I heat up the food." "If I eat that, can I have the ice cream?" "W...'ll see." Ryan laughed, then kissed him. "Does that influence your answer?" "It might." He gave her a sly grin. "Try again and I'll let you know." "Okay, but just once." Ryan linked her hands behind his neck and pulled him down to make it easier to kiss him. It was so easy, she thought, to just relax with him. Already the weight of the day seemed. We all shot at it and there was a howl of protest as the weapon dropped from limp fingers. At least, chalk up one paralyzed arm for our side!It looked to me like we had only one option for tactics. We would jump through the doorway with our stun gun set for continuous fire and hope that we could shoot the bad guys before they could shoot us. I figured that our impenetrable skin would save us from all but painful bruises if we were quick and lucky enough. Since it was my idea, I went first.There. Sometimes three times in a day, I'd find myself looking for a quiet discreet spot to relieve myself. In bathrooms at work, in my apartment, in a bathroom in the mall even. The image was burned into my mind.I should tell you, I'm 28 yrs old, single, at 6'2 I'm fairly tall, and in pretty good shape. One night, after getting a few happy hour beers, I started surfing the craigslist ads. Again, I started flashing back to that one message, so I decided to reply. It had been almost a week since I. .which basically has a short hallway leading straight through from the front door, through the kitchen, to the full length patio doors at the rear of the house. Our front door is made of wood and has a glass insert in the top half. The glass is mainly clear, meaning that anyone looking through the glass, can see all the way down the hallway and through the kitchen to the rear doors. The layout does give mega flashing opportunities, although as I said earlier, we tend to keep this stuff for when.