"Isn't it late?" Tamar is due on to patrol soon; I'd only be at home alone."Sarek wished us goodnight, and I escorted Nella back to my suite."I though... the concert would never end," she complained."It was pretty bad wasn't it?" I concurred.Nella smiled conspiratorially, settling herself down on my sofa. We started my lessons but the two beautiful soft mounds drew my eyes like magnets, disrupting all my concentration."Why do you keep staring at me like that?" she asked curiously."Because they're. The brunette wore a tight, darkblue miniskirt, high heels and a t-shirt with a print that said "Don't worry, I'm horny". That would promise something, I thought... Sarah guided her to the dancefloor and an unbelievably sexy dance act followed. The girls were completely forgetting they weren't alone, they were in the middle of the dancefloor and were undressing eachother with their dancemoves.. their bodies were incredably sexy, their moves completed their sexy, appealing appearance. I looked. I asked her about this and she looked up from what she was doing and asked if it was my wish to have her make herself a cup of tea as well. Really? She was asking me if I wanted her to make a cup for herself? Ok, I decided to go along with it and instructed her to do so but to mind my tea and ensure that it came out properly.I'm not sure if it was because she did it intentionally, or if it was because she was just as nervous and was unsure as I was, but she made a royal mess of my tea. Instead. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan.I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I.