And I knew I should of been scared or nervous or something, because I knew that I had never really kissed a guy the right way before, not the right an... true, real and romantic way like when you're in love, I knew the way Jimmy kissed me was completely the wrong way to do it, the way Jimmy did it was all about being on first base and getting to second base or whatever stupid sports metaphor you use for getting to fuck a girl, but I knew that's not the way it would be between Steve and me, I knew. Aptitude, interest, and drive; these were prevalent in most successful people. The education system would need to foster critical problem solving. Some components of critical thinking could be taught and some developed over time; the real trick would be getting them to coalesce and function."Hobson," Leslie found it hard to tone down her enthusiasm. "Do you have any information on the Mind Meld competitions?" I have information on both the organization and the competitions." Could the. Her head shakes again. I move my fingers over the skin. So smooth, so soft. I touch the nipples. I dare to circle them. "Is this your first examination?" I ask.A tongue comes out and moistens thick lips. "Like this, yes," she says. It is a whisper.Shit!I stop myself. As I was gazing at her lips I let my fingers continue at her nipples. Had she noticed? Her eyes were still closed, The nipple on her left breast, I note, is hard. I run my fingers back over it. Rock hard. "Any swelling?" I ask. My. Damn what a woman! After spending all day 'getting to know each other better', we were both tired as hell. I held her close to me in the bathtub and gently washed her back. She practically purred, "Jack, that feels so wonderful."I answered, "Not as wonderful as you are."She snuggled closer and said, "The water is chilled so let's depart the bathtub and I will prepare you some dinner."I questioned, "You know how to cook?"She laughed as she stood up and replied, "Of course I know, don't all.