I know that Lissa will want me to do her in the butt. I feel a little weird about it, so I think I want to use condoms. Any idea which ones?”“Well...first, are you or she allergic to latex?”“I’m not. I use latex gloves when I’m working around some of the computers.”“OK. Hang on.”Diana turned away from me and brought both hands up to her face and formed a megaphone around her mouth.“LISSA!!!!”I flinched at the volume of her voice. From the other side of the store we heard, “WHAT!?!?”Diana looked. He contemplated her proposition. He thought about a coin-flip, but couldn’t leave the room to chance, it was his. And it’d been awhile since he’d practiced this kind of motion, time to dust off. ‘Fine.’ He said. ‘Clean fight,’ she asserted, ‘punches and kicks aloud, no privates, hair, or anything like that.’ ‘Deal,’ he said, and took a step to the side, beginning to circle. She slunk to her side as well, and they circled one another on the dance room floor. He looked focused and ready, a. Glist’s bedroom doorway, looking at her nakedness. I felt my heart beating faster than normal, and breaking the rules, I allowed my gaze to reach up to her face. Her eyes were looking away, towards the mirror. I realized that she was watching my eyes via the mirror, and probably had been all along. Our eyes met in the mirror. After a long time, she turned her head towards me, and our eyes met without the intermediating mirror. Her mouth turned into a soft smile, and then she looked away.After. As you drive away, you both mutter, "can't see game, my ass," you with a frown of consternation and her with a vindictive grin.Got a problem with burglars? Let just one of them bad guys get close to her baby and you're calling the morgue for a pick up. Gentler sex my ass. Timid? not MY wife.We were living in northern Wyoming, when the sheriff came out to the house to check on another gun shot report in the middle of the night. The first thing he did was blip the siren at the gate so she'd know.