I had something close to stage fright, which probably wasn’t helped by the fact that I was dripping wet with practically see-through clothes. Stephe..., seeing that I was having trouble, grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I was comforted, but not able to speak. I could see my dad’s eyes locked onto our intertwined hands, and I was imagining all the things that were running through his head.“KK and I are dating,” Stephen blurted out. Apparently he was tired of waiting on me to say something. “Katya?. ‘You mean, back there as well?’ I nodded, ‘Have you done that?’ ‘Only a couple of times. It was a bit of a nothing really. Once a mistake,’ she laughed, ‘you know, bad aim.’ I laughed with her. ‘Then my fella wanted to try it but it didn’t go too well.’ ‘Were you prepared?’ ‘What?’ ‘Oh it doesn’t matter. If you decide to come up I’ll explain then. Do you still want to risk it?’ I asked smiling. ‘I think I do,’ she said happier now. ‘Right let’s get Mike, that’s my husband by the way. He won’t. ’ After another short hesitation so that he could regain control of his voice, Robert continued. ‘I was so upset and hurt, that I didn’t know what to do. It was obviously a big joke, and Brenda and I were the victims of it. It was a nice spring evening, and there were people outside their houses along that street. Some of them were standing there watching me.’ ‘I knew I had to get out of there, so I took off running down the sidewalk. I only had a vague idea of where I was, so I started. There were eight single bases, and then a V formation that on the "boing" all did popcorn toe touches.Leo and I were in the group that was doing single base stunts.The announcer told everyone to focus onto the middle of the field where we would be doing our routine.I got kind of nervous as we all ran out onto the field, clapping and cheering for the Angels. It was kind of gay sounding, to be cheering for a bunch of hot, buff guys, and calling them Angels.We got in formation. Crouched down,.