But that's not all...
"I told you to lose the shirt," I typed.
"NO!" came the immediate response. "I've done that for exactly ONE person -- and only in real life, not online -- and I'm married to him."
"The only way I'm coming is if I see all of you... And I'm SOOOOO close."
Fact of the matter is that I was. Barely holding on. My hand was a mess. And so I sent her a photo of that.
"You'll note that my hand is exhibiting evidence of how one bit of help from you will be magic... And that my hand is no longer covering anything."
And indeed, I was snapping away like mad. She would not be disapointed. And then took some bonus video. It was clear enough that you could see the throb of my heartbeat.
"ONE picture. ONE. And then the shirt goes back on."
"Sold," I replied.
"I can't believe I'm doing this" said the message on the screen. "I'm going to hell."
And then I saw that a file was loading...
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