..." But what?" I hesitantly typed."Well this is what you wanted right?"This wasn't going as I had imagined at all, but after all the nudging and conv...ncing I had done how was I going to back out of this now?"Well, if you want to...." I regretfully typed, "but I was really wanting to be there with you." OK babe" she replied, "I'll be good. Talk to you tomorrow."I wasn't convinced and was a nervous wreck the rest of the night and couldn't sleep. Was she fucking with me or was she serious? Was. But I did it, and though embarrassed, I also thought it was funny.And here's something else I didn't notice Monday: there were guys very carefully trying to see me, but not be seen. I thought that was kind of rude, but then I remembered that I'd done the same thing, a month ago."Hey," I called out, "that's fine for now, but if you want to soap me up after practice, you'll have to come out of hiding. And I'd sure like to get a look at you, if you're getting a look at me. Fair's fair."A few guys. "Hold! You are on my territory, therefore you are dead, and your soul is mine!" A bolt of electricity shot out at Alan ('bout time they tried something different!) bouncing harmlessly off Alan's shield. Smiling Alan was about to give the creature a choice when he felt several fireballs (not again!) hit his shield. Ah! He saw now another ambush. "Ok you three; I give you a choice to leave..." Alan started. "Die you ass!" The two behind him screamed and began rapid firing at him. Pissed off Alan. "You checked your own oil levels and went into the station to buy a quart. You put it in yourself. You drove home the long way and you sat in the driveway singing along to some old rock song," she said. There was silence for a while."Where's the part about this perfect blow job?" she asked. "If you want one that fucking badly all you have to do is ask. And you don't have to make things up. I'd do exactly what you wanted, exactly the way you want it. I'll do it as often as you want, for as long.