"You know what?" He whispered to my ear. "Hmnn?" "It's getting hard" I got blushed instantly. What was getting hard? Millions of ungodly pictures started to fill my brain. "Wha..what's getting hard" i asked shyly. "It's getting hard to keep my hands off your hips tonight" "Oh" said my stupid hormones. ________________________________________________________________________ What happens when the Cinderella finally meets her prince but all she could manage to do is hitting him with an umbrella.........? . . .