We probably should have sorted that shit out before we left the house. My elderly two-door Ford Focus was just not going to cut it. Neither of us was ... gymnast, and nobody else could possibly fuck in the back seat. We took Josh’s slightly less geriatric Ford Fusion. It had four doors, at least. We first tried a dance club. Josh hit the dance floor showing off all sorts of athletic and sexy moves designed to impress the ladies. Not one of them paid attention. He asked me to try. My dance style. His moustache covered his upper lip, and his beardless face was angled with a strong jaw. He was a tall guy and really muscular too. He noticed me staring at him and removed two of his upper buttons and signalled me to open the door. I went to the door in just my thong, unafraid of anything and waited for him to come. He hadn’t taken my number, nor I his, so the only way we could communicate was by actually meeting. He sneaked up and I opened the door, noticing him through the peeking hole. He. .. break the spell. Having the actorwho plays Megan turn up to shows like yours looking like a regular guy... it's not what they want. I have to be accepted by the viewers ofthe show, as a credible love interest for these guys.Joe: In the show, your character is falling for her too, Jim. Who willget the girl?Jim: I don't think either character really wants to fall for Megan.Partly the trans thing, but maybe also the workplace thing. I'm notsaying it's right or wrong. But yeah, we are. "Did I hear you say 'dare?'" At least there's nothing wrong with your hearing," she taunted. "You wouldn't -"Before she could move, he'd pinned her to the bed. His body pressed her into the mattress. She couldn't speak as he lowered his face toward her. As his lips met hers, her arms, of their own volition, snaked around his neck and pulled him closer. Her mouth opened even before his did. Her moan was close to a growl."Whiskey?" she marveled. "Where in the world did you get that?"It was a.