I often screw these situations up by saying the wrong thing, but I was ready for her this time. I told her I would I love it, and she responded by say...ng she would if someone were right here, right now. I told her that She was 2 floors above dozens of young single guys who would jump at the chance; all she had to do is try. She demurred, saying it wasn't that simple, so I played my best card and bet her that if she just sat alone at the bar with her wedding ring off in a reasonably attractive. Nope. I’m pretty sure they’re all just scratches,” I said, giving it back to Alex. “When I met my dad and he gave me that coin, I could feel the ... the shapes of symbols coming out of the coin.”“Coming out of the coin?” Wally said, focusing his mind on the red token in Alex’s hand.“Yeah. Then one day, I was helping Joey to try and feel them too. He was concentrating on the coin really hard and suddenly WHAM!” I said, clapping my hands together and making them both jump. “His head started. Her breasts were tiny, perfectly conical, with pointy nipples that stuck way out and jiggled when she made a quick move. But there was something else, something not visible that kept me wondering about her. She didn’t talk a lot, but that wasn't it. She seemed to be thinking about something secret. I couldn't shake the idea that she had deep thoughts about serious things, like sex, but of course, that couldn't be it. We had kissed a few times, but nothing suggested anything better was likely to. .." her voice trailed off, she lifted my chin, kissing me softly. I knew what she wanted, but I just wasn't feeling it. "I should get you home," I blurted. She looked me over, clearly surprised by my outburst. "Okay," she said, rising from the grass. I practically had to race her back to the car. "Day, come on, don't be like that. I'm not brushing you off--" "I get it, you don't want to tell me everything, its fine. Let's go." She got in the car, looked straight ahead, I could tell she was.