” I was tugging on the passenger door before he had even unlocked it, I slid into the seat and said lets go, and he was laughing.” I live up North... but we need to go shopping ” he said as we went down Clark, then suddenly he said ” no offence but are are you clean, have you fucked anyone or blown anyone tonight” . “I said yeah I am clean and I have not fucked anyone for weeks and the last time I blew someone the snow was on the ground,” and we were both laughing.We drove to the Lincolnwood. It wasn't a very big towel, and neither covered nor threatened to drag the floor."Do your best to enjoy this Program week," he said, and opened the door for me.I turned around to leave, and yelped. There were at least a dozen guys standing there waiting for me. I nearly dropped the towel as I hunched over and my arms crossed over my bust."Hey, it's Anzu!" I heard a voice shout."Anzu James, the midfielder," another cried."Nice shape, Anzu," came from somebody I didn't remember ever seeing. "What are you staring at?" She inquired."Oh, I just could not help but notice you even have a set of handcuffs," I started, "I guess no dominatrix costume is complete without them."She just giggled at first and then looked at me with a sly grin. She then proceeded to unhook the cuffs and started to play with them."Would you like to try them on?" She asked with a smile."No, that's okay," I replied, "I don't think a priest in handcuffs would look too good."I was trying to think of something. Everything started out well. He did a fine spin, and some choreography. Then he took off into his combination--the quadruple toe-triple toe. He went up into the quad, landed--and put a hand down."Yes!" Kristin hissed softly. Then looked chagrined. "Jeez, it's not nice to root against people." It's only natural," Warren laughed.Bladanikov completed the rest of his program without error, but blowing the combination was a huge mistake. That was an automatic .5 deduction on the technical.