When a woman has an attitude like "I'm not a hater. I'm a congratulator, and it's just a show," you just have to love her. It's not going to happen to anyone else besides me, I promise you that much.
"You're damn right, we have private seats, so there's a good chance we'll be doing more than just making out."
"Umm...no."
She is aware that it makes me quite uncomfortable to hear her say "No." "Why not?" I ask, well aware that my tone betrays my age as I speak.
"I have my reasons, and once you see what they are, you'll be glad that we waited."
My level of interest is through the roof right now. "You have my thoughts spinning in circles."
"Good."
We are obscured from the perspective of the majority of people attending the show because we are seated in our private section. I had a hard
