4) Why me?5) Who is the other guy?6) How long have you planned this?7) Is modesty your true nature, or the more forward woman I see now?And, with it b...ing improper to ask all those questions, they're crossed off as follows:1) I've actually never had a woman come on to me. I like it.2) Obviously, yes. Or, I think obviously. She's not the type, I think, to be booking her bedtime plan for the evening. Or lunch.3) It's long enough. Don't be a wuss.4) Don't go there. It doesn't matter.5) Don't go. “I brought a couple of the boys to help out!”“Calara’s been taken,” John said, meeting the sprite’s shocked gaze as he scooped up the sleeping Nymph. He glanced at Sakura and handed her the medevac transmitter. “Can you take the twins to Medical? We need to give them a full body scan; I don’t want any nasty surprises.”Sakura nodded obediently and reactivated the evac-mode on their armour. The Paragon suits locked the twins into position again, before levitating them into the air in a silent. She had barely gotten under the covers, when suddenly the doorbell rang. Assuming that it was Giacomo, Adrienne rushed to the door, ready to give him a piece of her sadistic mind. Instead, there stood Monsignor Pietro Navarocci, Giacomo's cousin and a priest."Signora Navarocci, you must accompany me, please." He was not making a request; she noted that with some umbrage. Those damned Italians, she thought. The nerve of them, giving me orders!"Have you seen Giacomo?" I said, you must accompany. I was 35. Until then I wasn’t pretending to be ‘straight’...I was straight. I had instantly sensed a connection when I met my college sweetheart at 19. It was the ’90s, remember, where tall, dark and handsome, with good manners on the side, made for every girl’s dream man! I was that girl too. We spent every waking moment together for seven years. But there’s no escaping adult career ambitions. A compelling desire to establish my identity didn’t quite work out for our relationship. I started.