"If we end up being friends, I'd still count that a win." I can see that. There aren't a lot of people out there who think like you," said Estrella. "...f course, friends or lovers, if you're at cross-purposes, it will probably be like two cats in a bag."Topher frowned. "How do you figure? It seems like we're two highly rational people with a better-than-average grasp of what we want out of life. Maybe we can be lovers. Maybe we can be friends. But if it turns out that what I want is incompatible. I'd been too overwhelmed by whatever happened, and I felt safe in his arms.Jealousy? That's one of the bigger pitfalls, and one that stalks the average person who doesn't realize a simple fact: you don't own your partner. And if you both agree and do this of your own free will, there is absolutely no cause for jealousy. Of course people said that, but sometimes I wondered if they meant it.I heard one woman who partied with my parents. She knew at least five guys who were better lovers than her. “Get up!” A guard yelled, yanking him up to his feet mercilessly and shoving him forward before Cameron had properly regained his balance. “Your King awaits you!”Stumbling forward, Cameron groggily continued his approach as blood trickled down onto his eyes, blinding his vision in one eye. Managing to make it to the center of the courtroom without being pelted by more stones, Cameron stood before his accusers. Looking up at his judges seated at the high table, Cameron felt a wave of despair and. She explained that the seats directed warm air to your butt in the winter and directed cool air to your butt in the summer heat.Feeling like messing with her, I mentioned that this must be CONSERVATIVE truck. Looking a bit angry, she asked why I thought it was a CONSERVATIVE truck.I explained that “if it were a Liberal truck, the seats would just blow smoke up your ass year-round!”I had to walk back to the dealership. But it was worth it.An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand.