Was I scared?Petrified was a better description and the more I'd thought about this meal the worse the feeling had become. The fears that Kirsty had t...lked about had become mine and I wasn't sure how to handle things.Finally standing there before the dark wood front door I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders and muttered, "let battle commence," under my breath. I raised a hand towards the doorknocker and as my fingers touched the ornate brass handle the door was yanked open and Kirsty. You will have to find ways to ignore that kind of shit. I think if you stick to Circle rules, that’ll help, but word will go out that if anybody wants a shot at you, they’d better have a new lab test.”Dave teased, “I could limit myself to virgins. I hear they’re in short supply these days.”Alice shook her head but laughed, “You’d STILL get a lot of offers. They call it Star Power, and you’re right; it’s heady stuff. Pure ego. Keep a metaphysical attitude about it, and also keep doing stuff for. Checking in was quick ,,,, the time to get into the room seemed an eternity. As the door closed we were in each others arms. Our kisses were long and deep, tongues entwined, passionate yet tender. Our hands roamed each other, exploring and touching as we now knew each liked. Then, suddenly, Jo said 'wait, stop'. She took me by the hand and placed me in a chair telling me to stay, remove no clothes, do not touch any part of my body, just WATCH. As I watched she stood before me doing the slowest. Bergman must be somewhere between 30 and 50. It’s hard for me to tell the age of folks over twenty-five. She is about 5’ 5” and could lose a few pounds. She was wearing a black skirt, short sleeve white blouse and pink bunny slippers.“Can I help you, Mark?”“I came over to apologize for yesterday and explain why you saw us like that.”“Why don’t you come in and tell me why I had to witness such a display of impropriety.” She sounded a little miffed as she held the door open and stepped aside to.