...What? Seriously? You're still here? The story's over. I won the girl, I kissed the girl, I fucked the girl; what else is there to the story? I mean... I could tell you another story about Octavia and I, but that'd take forever! Frankly, I'm just sooooo pooped. You would be too after going a few rounds with Octavia the Relentless. It's crazy how much stamina she has. I guess those hours she spends standing and playing her cello pays off somehow, you know?

...You're not gonna go, are you? Fine... Fffff... Let me think of something. Hold on-hold on... Uh... Psh... OH! Got it! It's a bit of an old story about Tavi and me, but I haven't told it in a long time. Why don't you go hear that one? Sure it's not as hot or as dramatic as all this; but what do you expect? We just went through getting proposed to. Not much gets more heated than that. But, the story I'm thinkin' of is pretty sweet. It really shows some stones the two of us had to jump over to get where we are... Plus it's kinda cute.

So go hear that story. I bet you'll REALLY enjoy it... Just get out of here so I can get back in Tavi. Seriously, you're killing the mood! Go on. Get goin' you pervs. Heh. I'm just kiddin'. You know I love ya!

Author's Notes:

Snow Job. The Prequel to this story. Please read and enjoy.