" taking my hand and leading the way to the bar, where Danielle's friends are waiting. She introduces me. I am shy at the men's flirting, although the... are all polite.. our drinks arrive. Danielle gives me mine, and a small kiss on my cheek that makes my heart flutter. Then, smiling and laughing, she pulls me onto the dancefloor again, and during a slow number, we hold each other close, and in a magic moment, Dani kisses me on the lips. I am dazzled by Dani, by her eyes, her touch, her scent. I. After a few minutes, he said, “Well, should we get to the bet?” I smiled and said, “Now or never, I suppose. Let’s do it.” With that, he stood up, unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped. As he dropped his jeans to his ankles, I came face to cock with what was clearly a much bigger package than I had planned on. His cock was at least 9 inches, thick and masculine. I instantly knew I was on the losing end of this one. “Fuck!” I thought. “How could I have been so stupid?!?”For some reason, my heart. .. and the train was the only one with brakes.”The huge college freshman decided to try out for the football team. “Can you tackle?” asked the coach. “Watch this,” said the freshman, who proceeded to run smack into a telephone pole, shattering it to splinters. “Wow,” said the coach. “I’m impressed. Can you run?” “Of course I can run,” said the freshman. He was off like a shot, and, in just over nine seconds, he had run a hundred yard dash. “Great!” enthused the coach. “But can you pass a. Then you must only sing as you know how." And I actually felt his calming influence filter its way into my mind. Sure, I knew it was him, not me, but that didn't change the effect. I felt a great deal better as I walked out the door.Some of the nerves came back as I drove in, but he'd given me a crutch and I leaned on it heavily. I wasn't Marullo any more, I was Ford, I was Scarpia, I was every major baritone role ever written, and yes, I could do this. I'd sing the way I'd been taught, I'd.