I love morning coffee! Usually I have it as a treat after my swim. But today's coffee came first, as I had a dare to do - and coffee had a play in it. In this dare, some coffee shop sales clerk would see my bare nipple. I had no way of knowing whether this would be a cure girl or an old man, a prudish woman or a pimplish horny teenager; this could be a former or a current classmate, a neighbor, or even a family friend. That was the risk. I did know that this sales clerk would remember that day, and I...