I was so busy planning Toby's network and considering what it meant to me financially that I did not dwell on much else. I still had not landed in Kan...as City when back home the phone rang and when Monica answered it was Toby. He told her that if she had any problems while I was gone that she could call on him and then he asked her if she would care to join him for dinner that night. She had hesitated a moment and then had said no, that she didn't think she should, but Toby kept talking to her. "I was saying most of us are in one or the other, which are you?" One or the other what, Dick?" So are you kinky, straight or perverted?"I needed to give that some thought, especially as I'd already drunk more than a bottle of red. "Um, gimme a minute on that, willya?" Sure, take your time."It was a weeknight and we all had to be at work the next morning at seven, sober or not. The place was pretty empty and kind of dark. We were sitting at a small table in the corner, and I realized that we. The forfeit, except for the first level, was blank. That forfeit was the $1000 entry fee.The first thing Darius had to do was to arrange the ten categories. Most contestants put the hardest categories first so that if they missed them the forfeit was the smallest. The first level was normally just the entry fee. The second level was almost always clothing. The third often was all body hair. After that it was difficult to predict.After a few minutes, he spoke. “I want the categories in this. . do you have dinner plans? I've got some pasta and I'd like to sort of pay you back a little for the gas and all. Wanna come in?"Little head said, 'Yes, Cara. Yes, I want to come in ... you'. Ouch, slap your mouth you filthy cur. Instead I said, "Ah, sure, I'm game. Nothing on tonight but carousing with the other sad sacks at Guilio's. I'll bet your pasta's better than a cheap bar burger."She beamed. "Great. Pull in the back and I'll get things started."We had a fine time. The pasta was al.