I'll take you on!
‘Bring it on,’ I shot back at his cocky challenge. I was a college wrestling champ, maybe rusty, but I figured we were evenly matched. Or so I thought. The stranger sitting beside me at the bar was bald, bold, and breathtaking, almost Androgynous. I couldn't imagine such a vision of masculinity as an opponent,and in my mind we were rough-housing in tangle of bedsheets and limbs. I was dead wrong.