You'll agree to abide by our wishes?" Sue asked sternly.Marc thought for a moment, feeling a little nervous. Then said confidently, "Sure, I promise!"...With a big grin, Sue began, "OK, here goes. Question number one. "Which would you rather do, watch Monday night football or wash and condition your hair and do a facial?"Marc grimaced. He felt that this was a trick question since Sue probably knew he hated sports. "Well, I guess wash and condition my hair and do a facial. But that doesn't prove. .. well, talk is the wrong word. Let’s just say tongues were involved, and she’s agreed.” I continued Teller-ing. We had talked, you just didn’t see that part. It was while we were making each other up for Troy’s arrival. I didn’t want to bore you with long descriptions of us brushing each other’s hair and doing our nails.Troy took another drink, then set it down and put a hand on each of our knees with a small smile. “Spider-Sense is telling me that this conversation is inevitably heading. In fact, I could sense your eyes on me even before I turned around. Why were you staring?’ She certainly was short (no pun intended) and to the point. Still blushing somewhat, I finally had to answer and the best I could do was to blurt out ‘You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen’ As the words tumbled out of my mouth, I was sure I had screwed it up totally, one doesn’t come out with that to a virtual stranger! Mac reacted very quickly, she stood on tiptoes and with her hands on my. Most of my time visiting College Park had been consumed in spending time in Gabe’s bedroom. So as I tried not to trip on the ornate marble staircase, holding down the latex hem of my dress, I had no ideas where I would end up, or who I could actually approach. I found myself on the sidewalk, trying to walk hurriedly in the heels, their click-clack on the sidewalk reminding me of just how inappropriately I was dressed. I rushed past the lane of sorority houses, finding myself nearer to campus.