I never shy away from a good argument, so I told her that if she could have helped me, then I wouldn’t have had to get down peeing. Then she told me...that I never asked her. So I told her that I’m ready to pee again and that I need her help to relieve myself. I have to admit it, she got the guts. She dared me to do it in the bus if I have the guts. I turned around and saw that everyone’s sleeping. So I pulled her towards me and started kissing her to which she responded very well. Next, I opened. She challenged me to write this story. Her challenge was this, it MUST be a lesbian love story, it could NOT include any narrative about sexual contact between a man and a woman, and although she said I could seek help in developing details of the story, I must write it personally (no ghost writer for me). And the final part of the challenge, I must write it in first person, yes, I must write as if I was one of the women in the story.I love a challenge so dived in. I hope you like the story,. Caesii’s legs looked long, slender, curvacious, somehow, all at the same time, he noted. Finally, they all decided to not work on her vocals that day, instead allowing Strify to do his part of the duets and backing tracks, as well as Shin doing his thing. *~*~* It turned out that everyone was staying in the same hotel as Caesii. She wondered idly if this was done on purpose. She walked to her room, Yu helping carry her bags. At the door, she opened it quickly, and before she could say a word,. It did make me smile to see her wince when she sat her fat ass down on a chair during one interview. She’d remember me for a long time.Still, I decided to put it all behind me. She stayed on main Post, I stayed at my hanger. After meeting Amos, Rob mostly kept his head down and signed papers whenever they were sent to him. But the one person who didn’t play along was Daddy Shirling. I’d stopped worrying about him because he’d made it clear he didn’t want trouble. He had a campaign to win, after.