Is it in my head or in my heart?

Well, I'm back from MN. I got to see the Otter, but we didn't have any alone-time due to schedule suckiness. I was half asleep and didn't realize he was behind me until he made a joking comment about possibly recognizing me. I was thrown because his son was standing in front of me, so I didn't know how to react. I erred on the side of being overly cautious and didn't touch him until the Otter made a minor pouting comment about not even getting a hug. We managed to run into each other a few times throughout the day and exchange a few words here and there. When I left the event, gave each other another couple lingering hugs that were definitely not what we wanted to do. However, we were in very public places and, again, his son was about and we wanted to avoid any outward strangeness.

I must admit, I did enjoy watching him help with a fighting demonstration probably more than was proper. And, well, I looked damned good. One young lady at the event had a garbgasm when she saw me walk by that was enough to make her squeak loud enough to be noticed by a friend of mine who was highly amused.

Yeah. I do clean-up purty if I try.