My problem now was that I didn’t have a third plan, and trying to repeat the other movements would likely cost me a point. We danced around a bit an... my thought process was interrupted when Mitsuko surprised me with a jump kick to the chest that staggered me. She quickly closed, got me in a wrist lock and forced me to the mat.“Point, Ms. Inao! It is now 2-2!”After we bowed, I used strikes and kicks to keep Mitsuko in a completely defensive posture. I narrowly avoided her grasping my leg on an. As they were walking to the car the librarian suddenly stopped and the manturned around."What now?" Last night when I was banging on the motel room door. I was trying tocall out to you to help me but then I realised I don't even know yourname," she said.The man shook his head in disbelief."Randy Carter," he smiled."Sarah Carter, or at least I used to be," she smiled and held out herhand.The man shook it."Ok get in, we still got a ways to go," Sarah reached for the door handleand Randy beat her. Truth be told, the boys were well-intentioned, but they didn't really know how to dance. But that was fine with us. It was romantic as hell that they had put that much thought into making us feel special. And what we really wanted was physical contact with our horny young men and that had nothing to do with their dancing abilities."You two are unbelievably sweet!" I exclaimed to both of them as Andy held me to him."How did we get such wonderful young men to take us to dinner?" Mary Ann queried. " her voice faded away and she became thoughtful."Believe me no one will guess the truth by looking at you or listening. We noticed how you weren't... boyish soon after you were born," Clair began to explain, "and you were always being taken for a girl, partly because we never gave you the tradition blue romper suits I suppose. It never mattered though, we loved you for what you were, and what you have become - a lovely caring and thoughtful person. The rest doesn't matter just so long as.