She walked down to the end of the table and bent over it with her hands stretched out above her. "Would you boys please hold her over the table, I've...got some whipping to do," announced Jaqui. No one moved. We really weren't sure what to do. "She wants it. She may not know that she wants it, but deep down she does. She could have won every game, but her secret desires wouldn't let her win."With that Jaqui laid her cue down on the table. The end of the cue was in the corner pocket. The. I had taken a course in business law the previous year and had enjoyed it. It was that introduction to the law that made me see the necessity for a special contract with the plant suppliers. I did not volunteer the actual name of the course or the subject of the paper. Not hearing a response, I got a little anxious. The silence was uncharacteristic. Had I hurt her feelings? Unlikely, I thought, but still…. “Yes, we did step five. It was the greatest 30 seconds of my life.” I said, pausing,. Different types of guys like different types of girls, and vice versa. It's like music. Some people like folk music, some prefer hard rock. Some boys fall for 'the girl next door', others fall for the Pamela Anderson type."We let the subject drop, and watched the Simpsons for the next hour and a half. It felt good to just sit and laugh, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. During a commercial break, I asked who won the Monopoly game."I did." Cherry said, smiling. "Was there any doubt?" I had. Don't get me wrong I still enjoy the benefits of my fame; at least once a day some balding, fifty year old geek will wander into my store and regale me with "didn't you used to be Jenna J" or some such drivel. Ooh boy, be still my heart.So how did I manage to climb the ladder backwards, from the lofty heights of fame and fortune, to my present situation? Well I'll tell you, since you obviously want to know, but I'm gonna have to make this quick, my break is only so long after all.First off.