She must have sensed me staring at her because she looked up and smiled. She tossed her hair back over her neck and I saw that she was reading "Starcraft for Professionals".

"You make me nervous when you stare at me like that," she said and then began to giggle.

I smiled and crossed the room to where she was sitting.

"Did you save me a place on the couch?" I asked slyly.

She slid over a couple of feet and patted the cushion that she had just been occupying. "I warmed up a spot for you," she said with a wink.

I sat down in the place she indicated and felt the warmth of her body soak into my back and thighs. She put her arm around me and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"I learned something new today," she said.

"What's that honey?" I asked.

"If you attack 12 corsairs with 12 wraiths you will lose your 12 wraiths in less time than it takes for a Diablo II player to get kicked off a server."

"Where did you find this useful bit of information?" I asked.

"Its right here in chapter 7, I rabbit eared the page."

I laughed, "Are you ready to put the new techniques you've learned into practice?"

She flushed a little, "Oh yes," she said and I saw the slightest hint of an impression through her white tank top.

She grabbed my hand and dragged me across the room. I immediately knew that we were headed for the bedroom.

When we arrived, I saw that she had been making preparations. The room was candlelit and the smell of insense filled the air. Soft music with a steady bass beat played in the background. Two computers were connected in the middle of the room. The cable connecting them was plugged deeply into the ports of both machines. Two monitors stood on the table facing in opposite directions, each with its own Intellimouse and Soft Touch Keyboard.

She led me over to my chair and grabbed me by my shoulders. Gently she pushed me into a seated position and then leaned over me so that her tank top hung low and I got a good look at its contents. Her lips pressed up against my ear and she whispered, "Beat me if you can."

She moved away from me then and stepped lightly to the other side of the table where her terminal waited for her.

We loaded up a game. The map was Lost Temple. We both had gone with a random race and I ended up with Zerg at the 6 o'clock position.

Two short beeps notified me that a message had popped onto my screen.

Jeannie: My favorite race!

As the message popped up, a small moan floated across the table.

My overlord floated over to the 9 o'clock position and found nothing. I immediately sent it moving to the 12 o'clock position. It floated over Jeannie's budding protoss base. About that time, Jeannie's probe slid onto my creep. Another message popped up on my screen.

Jeannie: I'm on top! My favorite spot!

I started out with an early expansion and a few lings. When my hatchery at my expansion completed I set up a couple of sunken colonies. With the extra vespian geyser, I was able to tech quickly and I set up a spire and a third hatchery.

It was too quiet, and sure enough, just as I started morphing my first nine mutas, a shuttle with a reaver landed just outside my mineral line.

A moan of ecstasy made its way to my ears as scarabs started firing into my mineral line.

Jeannie: My long, hard reaver is penetrating your base

Under the table, I felt Jeannie's foot brush lightly against my calf. It sent a shiver up my spine.

I ran my drones away to my natural and stopped the reaver's invasion into my territory as soon as my mutas completed their morph.

I immediately took my nine mutas and flew them across the map in a quick counter attack.

Her main base was guarded by 3 well placed cannons and 4 dragoons. Not being one to play around, I attacked head on trying to overpower her defenses. But she would not let me in so easily and I was pushed back for the moment.

Jeannie: You have to be more subtle, mix things up a bit.

I took her advice and quickly morphed my Lair into a Hive and then built a greater spire. Meanwhile, I claimed the 3 o'clock expansion.

As I was working on building up an air force, 4 dark templar tried to sneak into my new expansion. Luckily I had 2 overlords floating overhead and I flew 12 mutas over from my main and neutralized the threat before too much damage could be done.

Jeannie: That's good, you always use protection.

By this time, I had gathered together a large force of 24 mutas, 12 guardians, 12 devourers, and 12 scourge. I started to fly them across the map toward her main. About halfway across the map I ran smack into her army which was moving towards my base. It consisted of goons, templar, and corsairs.

Our forces intermingled together in a great dance. Storms ripped the skies, goons shot plasma into the air, guardians hurled green globs down from the sky, and the devourers did their job as well.

Jeannie: Oh yes!! Spread your purple ooze all over me!!!

From the other side of the table, I could hear her chair rocking on the floor and I could tell by the way she was microing her units that she only had one hand on the controls.

Somehow, when the dust settled, my troops came out on top and I had more reinforcements coming from my base.

She was obviously exhausted.

Jeannie: Oh God, you win again.
Jeannie: Are you ready to move over to the bed?
Jeannie: I spread rose petals under the bedspread.

Another moan floated across the table.

Jeannie: I love you Angela

I felt her foot on my leg again and it was running up my thigh.

Cheers,
ANGELA